His smile grew.
“What?”
“I should have told her I wanted shrimp.”
She giggled. “She would have passed out for sure.” Staring into his eyes, her lips parted. Lance licked his full lips, and Chantelle noticed the sound of her own heartbeat. Swallowing, she averted her eyes to the crown molding decorating the ceiling.
“I want you to know something,” he said.
She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “Yes.” She faced him again, getting lost in the deep pools of his eyes.
“I’m glad you’re back,” he said.
She opened her mouth to respond, only to have her cell ring. Cameron was calling. “Will you give me a minute?”
He nodded.
Chantelle rose from her seat, left the room, and entered the hallway. “Hey Cam?”
“I feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever? How is everything?”
She rubbed the back of her neck. “I know. I’ve been getting adjusted to being back home.” Chantelle leaned against the wall, crossing her ankles.
“How’s Lance?”
“He’s good. He seems overwhelmed with all the wedding planning.”
“Andrea’s not there?”
Chantelle shook her head. “No, she’s been working overseas. His mother is doing most of the planning, but now she’s sick with a cold.”
“So where are you?” Her friend asked.
“I’m here with Lance and the new wedding planner. June Myers.”
Cameron gasped. “She’s top notch, Chantelle. Celebrity status. I even remember working with her.”
“How was she then?”
“A little snobbish, but that didn’t stop me from doing my job.”
“I know what you mean, but I don’t think Lance likes her. He’s more down to earth and she wants all this fancy china and gourmet food,” Chantelle said.
“You seem to know a lot about what he wants.” Cameron teased.
“Why wouldn’t I? I’ve known him for years.”
“If you say so. You don’t have to tell me.”
Chantelle sighed. “There’s nothing more to tell. Yes, we got off to a rocky start when I got here, but we’re past that. There’s nothing more to say.”
“Are you sure?” Cameron asked.
“I’m positive.” Chantelle replied. Why did her stomach harden? Who was she trying to convince, her friend or herself?
Chapter 14
Lance fidgeted in his seat as he waited for Chantelle to return. His eyes followed her when she left the room. An almost electrical feeling struck him when meeting her eyes. For a moment, he remembered the girl in high school.