“Not pregnant,” Ava announced.

“You’re eloping, aren’t you? Or about to spring a surprise wedding right now, right here?” Scott nodded as if it were fact. “I knew it! I brought some makeup kits, just in case.”

“Seriously?” Eric looked more amused than anything else.

“So, am I right?”

“Sorry, bud, but no.”

Cherisse shifted next to him. “Are you calling off the wedding? Because I swear to God if you made us craft those damn crowns for nothing... Wait.” Her eyes narrowed. “Are you gonna force us to make more of those? Is that what this is? Soften the blow by taking us somewhere fancy, so we can’t make a scene? Because no.”

Keiran covered his laugh by reaching for his water. Cherisse looked prepared to murder everyone if that was indeed the case.

“You’re all ridiculous and wrong.” Ava beamed at Eric, who grinned back.

“Well, tell us, dammit!” Julia had been silently observing and had now clearly lost all patience.

“Okay, Jesus. Eric and I wanted to thank you all for being so great. Taking every task we asked of you in stride. Well...” She turned to Cherisse and Keiran. “Most tasks. You pulled off an amazing party and didn’t kill each other. Yay.”

If only Ava knew what it took to get there. He and Cherisse exchanged a look, and Keiran couldn’t be sure, but hers looked mildly panicked. What was going on?

“So, to thank you all, we’ve gotten you a one-year membership to the club!”

“Hell, yes!” Remi shouted.

“Isn’t it customary to give the wedding party gifts closer to the wedding?” Cherisse asked. “I mean, we’re not that far off, but it’s still a few weeks.”

“True,” Eric piped up. “But we figured you get to make use of the facilities before that. As in today. We’ve already planned a little pre-wedding pamper session for you all. And Remi and Cherisse, you can use it for your birthday week as well.”

“We already got the spa vouchers from Laney’s brunch, but we’ll see. May as well make a spa tour of it.”

“This is the best gift ever,” Scott said.

“Thank my rich fiancé for that.” Ava clapped her hands together. “We should eat then get to the fancy spa stuff.”

“Hey! I thought you were marrying me for my body?”

Ava blew Eric a kiss. “That too, darling. Make no mistake about that.” Her slow perusal of Eric from head to toe could’ve singed them all. Eric flushed and coughed, causing the entire table to erupt into raucous laughter, earning them a few looks from the other guests around them.

They probably wouldn’t be too pleased about their group regularly descending on their club, but Keiran was looking forward to using the facilities for some regular self-care. It wasn’t a thing he did often or enough. After dealing with Sean, he was certainly going to need it. He’d been carrying around way too much tension.

“God, you’re both so disgustingly cute.” Maxine made fake gagging sounds, and Ava and Eric just shrugged before closing the gap between them for a quick kiss. Scott wolf-whistled, and the rest of the party piled on the teasing.