Chapter Fourteen
"I think everything's ready," Izzie said, holding out a glass of bubbles.
Cecilia accepted it and sagged against the counter. "Thanks for your help. I couldn't have finished without you and Cat."
"Really?" Izzie smirked and took a sip, giving her a knowing glance. "It looked like Trace and the guys took care of most of it before we arrived."
Cecilia flushed. Trace had been surprisingly helpful. And sweet.
"Ah-ha," Izzie exclaimed placing her empty glass on the counter. "You kissed him again, didn't you? I knew it. I could tell the second I saw the look you gave each other when he finished."
Cecilia shook her head, cheeks flaming. "It's nothing."
"You're such a shitty liar. Why don't you admit he's growing on you?"
She made a point of studying the bubbles in her flu
