Rockstar Baby (Crescent Cove 6)

I couldn’t even count the gallons of ice cream, crushed ice, and custard I’d sold. Even my backups I’d had stashed at August’s house and in Macy’s freezer were gone.

“I can’t believe it.”

Rory sat next to me under the three fans. “Can’t believe what? That you’re marrying the most attractive Irishman in town?”

“Well, you’re the only man actually from Ireland in town. Though quite a few like to pretend they’re full Irish in the month of March.”

“Imposters.

I laughed. “No, that I sold everything.” I looked down at my ring. “But the marrying you is pretty awesome too.”

“Gee, thanks.”

I swallowed and twisted my ring back and forth. “Rory?”

“Yeah?”

“Would you be frightfully offended if I wore your ring on a chain while I’m working?”

“You know you can’t take it off once I put it on that finger.”

My eyes blurred. “I’m afraid I’m going to lose it. And I’m getting it ruined with all the sticky sauces and whipped cream. I just don’t know what I’d do if I lost it.”

“Ah, love. Don’t worry about it.”

“No, I will worry.”

“I mean, you can wear it on a chain.”

“Oh, good. It’s so gorgeous, but it’s…really big.”

“That’s what she said.”

I elbowed him. “You’re hanging out with Ian too much.”

“I’m learning how to change nappies. You should be excited.”

“Oh, I am.” I leaned my head on his shoulder. “I really am.”

“Come on. Let’s go sit in the gazebo and watch the boats until the fireworks start.”

“That sounds amazing.”

He stood and took a bottle of water from under the counter and handed it to me. I had a lot of ice cream to make tonight. But for now, I was going to enjoy some time with my fiancé.

We’d put up the closed sign half an hour ago, but people kept walking by hopefully to see if we changed our minds. We put the shutters down, then walked over to the gazebo hand in hand.

I was a sticky mess and needed a shower, but it had been a pretty perfect day.

Surprisingly, the gazebo wasn’t overrun with people. It was usually the best place to watch the fireworks. The closer we got to the stairs, the more I saw why.

“What did you do?”

“Well, I asked people to let me use this just for a few minutes. When I explained the reason, they were all too happy to give me a moment with you in here alone.”

“On the Fourth of July?”

“Yes. Just for a few minutes.”