were getting ready for the prom.
Except that she was a heck of a lot more nervous. Sheâd liked her prom date well enough, but wouldnât have gone out with him if it hadnât been for the prom. She hadnât been the least bit interested in dating anyone seriously back then.
Not that she was interested now. She just...really liked Elliott.
âLiam didnât give him a chance to say what he wanted,â Gabi said now. âHe just told Elliott we were going and invited him to share our table with us if he was going to insist on protecting us. But Elliottâs a grown man. He could have refused.â
âNot with his code of ethics, he couldnât,â she said. âWalter Connelly wants him watching Liam, more now than ever, Iâm sure, since Liamâs taking a much more active role in the company.â
âTrue.â
She could always count on Gabi to call it like it was. Which was one of the reasons Marie loved her best friend so much. One of the reasons why Gabi
was
her best friend...
âYou like him, though, donât you?â Gabiâs question came just as she finished with Marieâs hair and set her free to fasten a black-and-white pearl-and-onyx-flowered earring in her bottom piercing. And pearl studs in the second one back.
Marie didnât know how to answer the question.
Liking
was not how sheâd describe her feelings for the bodyguard. Not in the like-like sense Gabi seemed to mean. Yet she couldnât deny, especially after the day sheâd spent worrying about him, that she cared more than just friends.
Still...
âThatâs why Liam set this up,â Gabi said. âThe way you reacted today, being so beside yourself upset when you thought Elliott was in danger... Liam thinks you have a thing for Elliott. I just need you to know what heâs doing so that you donât think Iâm part of something behind your back.â
Marie got hot from the inside out. Flushing from her head to her toes. And then cooled just as quickly. âDoes Elliott know that?â she asked, afraid to look at Gabi. To see the truth in her friendâs eyes.
She didnât look at herself in the big bathroom mirror they were both standing in front of, either. She looked at Gabiâs short dark hair. At the diamond stud she was wearing in her right ear.
âI donât know.â Gabiâs finger gently pushed a tendril of Marieâs hair back behind her ear as her words washed softly over her. âNothing was said. Not in the car. I just wanted you to know...â
Marie nodded. Had no answer for the question lying there between them. Was she falling for Elliott Tanner?
âHe could have suggested that we eat at home and have a meal catered in,â Gabi offered after Marie just stood there, looking at herself in the mirror.
Having the meal catered, at home, where they were safely guarded, sounded like something Elliott would certainly have preferred. âHe didnât suggest any alternatives?â
âNo.â
Marieâs grin started with butterflies in her belly and blossomed. Until the butterfly crashed. âDo you think Elliott knows that Iâve...that I would go out with him if he asked? If he didnât think asking would be a conflict of interest? If Liam said something...â
âHe didnât,â Gabi quickly inserted. âAt least, Liam didnât say anything about you liking Elliott. But we both asked if heâd spoken to you,â she added. âWhen he picked us up from work. Just because youâd been so worried. But you always worry. He knows that...â
Elliott knew that she always worried about Liam and Gabi. Not about him.
âDonât be mad at Liam,â Gabi said. Marie looked at her, saw the very real, very tender, concern in Gabiâs eyes and marveled again that her friend was so in love with the man whoâd been best friend to both of them for more than a