Daisy froze momentarily when she felt his presence nearing and then his hands on her wrists. She nodded again, letting out a slow breath.
“Okay… Okay, thank you… Thank you,” she murmured, pulling her hands from her eyes and looking up at Arvil. Her gaze flickered over his face, maybe lingering a split second longer on his lips, before she finally met his eyes. “Are we bringing him to the tasting?”
If she didn’t care… why was she bothered so much? God, she confused him sometimes. Her eyes flickered to his lips and Arvil felt his mouth dry out. Why was she looking at his lips? Then her eyes found his again and he released a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
“Yeah. Skylar, my sister, and her husband needed to be somewhere and this guy wanted to be with me, so… I hope you don’t mind,” he said that last part quietly. “He’s well-behaved. I promise.”
Daisy shook her head and looked over at the boy. “I don’t mind. I’m sorry. I really overreacted, but… you scared me,” she admitted softly, still watching her fiancé’s nephew. “We should get going soon…”
“I didn’t think of that scenario. I really should understand my types of jokes aren’t yours,” he released a breath and rather hesitantly, kissed the top of her head. “Yeah, let’s go.”
He walked back over to Cameron, who still couldn’t look away from Daisy.
“C’mon, little man,” Arvil hefted him up, a smile on his features as he kissed his cheek. “Cam, that lovely woman over there is my future wife, your aunt, Daisy. Say hello.”
Cameron blinked before a shy smile took over his lips. The boy was a chatterbox, so energetic, but was extremely shy in front of strangers. It was adorable. “Hello…”
Daisy blinked at the kiss Arvil gave her, but she didn’t blush, surprisingly. And then he let go of her and walked over to his nephew. When he walked over with the boy in his arms and introduced them, Daisy gave the boy a small smile.
“Hello, Cameron,” she said softly, reaching a hand out to him palm up. “Do you give high-fives? Because they’re pretty cool, huh?”
Cameron looked at Daisy’s hand before he looked up at his uncle. Arvil quirked an eyebrow, making a face at him and Cameron frowned. Finally, he pressed his hand against Daisy’s.
“Uncle told me you were pretty,” he said, blinking before he smiled wider. “He was right!”
“Okay, I have said nothing to you, you little charmer,” Arvil lied, tickling him. “He’s just trying to get in your good graces, love.”
Daisy chuckled and shook her head. “Are all the men from your family like this? And thank you, Cameron. I’m glad you think so,” she said, giving his hand a small squeeze before releasing it. “Do you like cake? Do you want to help us find a good flavor for the wedding?”
Arvil snorted, pressing his nephew closer to himself. “Why do you think all of us are handsome?” he teased. “No, it’s just me. I’m one of a kind.”
Cameron took his hand back, his eyes glimmering excitedly. “I love cake,” he answered enthusiastically. “But I can’t eat a lot of sweets. Mom says they ruin my teeth.”
“Well, your mom is a very smart woman and totally correct, but you’re not going to eat too much cake. Just a few bites,” Daisy assured the little boy. She smiled down at him even as she ignored her fiancé’s statement.
Cameron wrapped his arms around his uncle’s neck, smiling back at the woman.
“All right, let’s go,” he said, already making his way to the door and opening it. He turned back to face Daisy. “C’mon, Darling. Move it.”
Daisy huffed and rolled her eyes, though her smile was still present on her lips. She followed them quietly, making funny faces at Cameron while Arvil wasn’t looking.
At Cameron’s laughter, Arvil stopped walking and furrowed his eyebrows. He turned around, just in time to catch Daisy fixing her expression. He let a smirk take over his lips.
“Oh, don’t let me interrupt you,” he teased. “Just be careful of who you show the tongue to, darling.”
Daisy coughed, her face heating up as she looked away. “Really?” she choked out, pressing her cold fingers to her cheeks. Right now? He really had to do that right now?
Arvil chuckled and turned his head away, assuring his nephew that Aunt Daisy was not sick at all.
“Are you making faces at her, too?” he hummed, paying his red-faced crush no attention. “Because you should. Make her laugh, kiddo.”
Daisy shook her head and gave the little boy a small smile. “I’m all right, Cam. Just need some water. I’m sure the lady at the front desk will be able to get me a bottle, right Arvil?”
“Of course,” Arvil responded smoothly, running his fingers down Cameron’s spine, who squirmed. “Or you could ask me, and I would get you one from the vending machine.”
“Oh, but you’re holding Cam. I wouldn’t want to make you do any more work than that,” Daisy said, sticking her bottom lip out in a teasing pout.
Arvil’s eyes flashed to her lips before a smile curled up on his. “Darling, I could have the world in my hands and I’d still be at your beck and call.”
Daisy felt her heart skip a beat when his gaze flashed to her lips. She blinked and tried not to blush or look at all flustered.
“Hm. Well, for now, why don’t you just tell me where the machine is so that I can go get it myself? And then I can meet you at your car,” she said with a shrug.
“You sure?” Arvil quirked an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t mind getting water for you. You and Cam could head to my car. You know where I park it, anyway.”
Daisy blinked up at him, actually thinking about his offer. She cocked her head to the side before shrugging.
“All right. Sure. I’ll need your keys, though,” she reminded him, holding out her hand.
Arvil set Cameron down and ruffled his hair before slipping his hand in his pocket and taking out his keys. He set them on her hand before smirking at her. He then turned his attention to his nephew.
“Be good to your aunt,” he said to him sternly. Cameron have him puppy eyes. “His booster’s on the back seat. He knows how to buckle himself up, but see to him, anyway.”
“Okay. Thanks, Ar— love. Thanks, love,” Daisy corrected herself, blushing slightly as she said the word. She needed to start using more pet names for him, rather than just his name.
With a smile, she reached down to take Cameron’s hand. She nodded at Arvil before making her way outside, toward his car.
Arvil watched them walk away with a soft smile, hearing Cameron’s chattering. He turned around to make his way to the vending machine, where he got one bottle of water and one juice.
Finally, he walked to his car, pleased when he saw his nephew and fiancée inside, talking. He opened the driver’s seat and sat inside, handing Daisy her water.
“And this one’s for you, little man,” Arvil turned around to hand his nephew the juice box. The boy took it excitedly, thanking his uncle as he opened the straw.
Daisy thanked Arvil when he handed her the water. She chuckled at the boy’s excitement for the juice, smiling a bit. Kids were cute sometimes.
“How far away is it again?” she asked, taking the cap off her water as she glanced at her fiancé.