Bridal Bed by Helen Bianchin

Author:Helen Bianchin [Bianchin, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Reference, Weddings, Contemporary, General, Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373119967
Google: TJJl2hLKTN0C
Amazon: 0373119968
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1998-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

THE launch deposited the wedding guests, together with the

photographer and celebrant, each of whom had undergone a security

check at Dunk Island before boarding the chartered launch to ensure

no unwanted media were able to intrude.

Suzanne could only admire Trenton's determination that their

weekend sojourn, and particularly the wedding itself, remain a

strictly private affair.

There would be time for the guests to check into their respective

villas, enjoy a leisurely lunch, and explore Bedarra's facilities before

assembling next to the main complex for an outdoor marriage

ceremony.

Trenton and Sloane joined the guests in the restaurant for lunch,

while Georgia and Suzanne ate a light salad together in Georgia's

villa.

It ensured there was plenty of time for them to style their hair,

complete their make-up, then dress.

Georgia was ready ahead of time, looking lovely, if slightly nervous.

Suzanne gave her mother's hand a reassuring squeeze, then quickly

stepped into the elegant pale blue silk slip-dress she'd chosen to wear.

There was a matching jacket and shoes, and she opted to leave her

hair loose. Make-up was kept to a minimum, except for skilful

application of eyeshadow and mascara, and she selected a clear rose

lipstick to add colour.

Then she spared her watch a quick glance. 'This is it.' She cast her

mother an impish grin. 'Are you OK?' There was no need to ask if

there were any last- minute doubts.

Georgia smiled a trifle shakily. 'In half an hour, I'll be fine.'

Suzanne crossed to tuck a hand beneath her mother's elbow. 'Then

let's get this show on the road, shall we?'

The short walk to the main complex was achieved in minutes.

Georgia didn't falter as she crossed the lawn to where Sloane stood

waiting at the head of a stretch of red carpet dividing three small rows

of seated guests and leading to an artistically decorated archway,

where Trenton waited with the celebrant.

Suzanne felt her breath catch as Sloane turned towards her with a

slow, warm smile, then he took Georgia's hand in his and walked her

down the carpeted aisle.

Suzanne followed, and when they reached the archway she moved to

Sloane's side as Trenton took hold of Georgia's hand.

Glorious sunshine, the merest hint of a soft breeze, and a small

gathering of immediate family and close friends assembled on an

idyllic island resort. What more could a bride ask for?

Nothing, if Georgia's radiant expression was anything to go by,

Suzanne decided, unable to still a faint stirring of wistful envy.Her

mother looked beautiful, and much younger than her forty-seven

years as she stood at Trenton's side while the celebrant intoned the

words of the marriage ceremony.

Georgia's response was clear, Trenton's deep and meaningful, and his

incredibly gentle kiss at the close of the ceremony tugged Suzanne's

heartstrings.

She moved forward to congratulate and hug them both, and the faint

shimmer of tears in Georgia's eyes was reflected in her own.

Sloane did the unexpected and kissed Suzanne briefly, but hard, and

the pressure of his mouth on hers sent her lashes sweeping wide in

silent disapproval.

His answering smile didn't come close in explanation, and she stood

at his side, almost anchored there as they greeted guests, made social

small talk, and accepted the occasional gushing compliment about the

happiness of the bride and groom.

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