They were identical.

Was I seeing things?

“There are not two hundred spider plants in your hotel! Oh, my God. Be quiet.” Gabriella shook her head. “Miles, this is Adelaide and Evangeline, my best friends. Addy, Eva, this is Miles.”

“Pleasure to meet you, ladies,” I said, taking each of their offered hands and dropping a kiss to their knuckles.

What? My mother raised a gentleman.

Evangeline—I think—blushed. “I’ll say.”

Adelaide—maybe—elbowed her. “Shut up.”

Gabriella sighed. “Their parents own The Fox and Hound. It was Addy I texted the other night.”

A wave of gratitude washed through me. “You’re the ones who helped my grandfather and his demon cat?”

“That’s us!”

“Eva, stop flirting,” Adelaide said.

Right.

Adelaide was in the blue, Eva the pink. I just had to remember that.

“Yes, we did. Since the power is sorted, we took him back home on our way here—he and Mars are absolutely fine. We checked his house over and there’s no damage.”

Eva nodded. “We left him with his fire going and a crisp sandwich. Apparently, he was sick of soup.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. That sounded just like my grandpa. “Thank you so much for looking after him. I really appreciate it. If there’s anything I can do to repay you, please let me know.”

“Well.” Eva grinned playfully. “I can think—”

Adelaide clapped her hand over her sister’s mouth. “We’re good but thank you. We don’t mind helping out when it’s needed.” She looked at Gabriella. “I’m going to take this one before she gets herself in trouble.”

“Probably wise,” Gabriella mused, her gaze drifting back to the monstera.

“No,” I said sharply. “I am not answering to your father because you bought that bloody plant.”

She huffed again and gripped her cart. “You’re so mean. Let’s go before Eva suffocates.”

Adelaide removed her hand with an impish grin. “Sorry.”

Eva glared at her. “Not likely. Say, Miles.”

I paused. “Yes?”

“Our parents are having their thirty-fifth wedding anniversary party at the hotel this weekend. Perhaps you and your grandpa would like to attend?”

Gabriella visibly stilled. “I’m sure he’s too busy.”

“Oh, that’s a shame. After all, he did say he’d be happy to repay us for our kindness.” Eva tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled. “Right?”

She wasn’t wrong.

I had.

“I’ll have to speak to my grandpa, but I’m sure I can make it.” I returned her smile and stepped back. “Thank you. That’s very kind.”

“We’ll put an invitation through your letterbox.” Eva winked. “Come on, Addy. Let’s go before Mum has a fit. Bye, Miles, Gabi.”

Addy smiled tightly and grabbed her sister’s arm, dragging her away. She leaned in and whispered something in her ear that Eva laughed off, and I caught Gabriella staring after them.

I nudged her. “Are you all right?”

She shook off whatever was bothering her and tried to smile at me. “I’m fine. Sorry. I just didn’t think the party would be your thing. It’ll be quite formal.”