His Best Friend's Wife by Lee McKenzie

Author:Lee McKenzie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-08-02T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

ANNIE HAD GIVEN her toast to the bride before dinner and now she couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so relaxed and—yes, she could say it—so happy. The food was wonderful. She had offered to do the catering herself but Emily and Jack graciously declined, insisting they wanted her to enjoy the wedding, not work at it. She was more than grateful they had.

The tables had been draped with white linen and set with silver-rimmed white china and silver flatware and elegant stemware provided by the caterers. Emily wanted some fall color so Annie had helped her make the centerpieces—shallow white vases filled with bunches of yellow and orange and gold chrysanthemums, and decorated with blue satin ribbon that matched the bridesmaids’ dresses.

She and Paul were seated next to one another at the head table, and she now appreciated CJ for stepping aside as maid of honor and insisting Annie take on the role instead. Her meddlesome sisters were being matchmakers, no question about it. This morning they had come up with reasons to excuse themselves from setup, which had left her to work with Paul and Fred. Given that Fred had kept making himself scarce, he had obviously been in on the plan. If Paul noticed, he was either too polite or too mortified to say anything.

Tonight, he was being attentive, charming, polite. “More water?”

“I’d love some.”

He tipped the pitcher and filled her glass. “I’ve been following your Ask Annie posts on Emily’s blog. They’re good. Really good.”

“So you expect me to believe Paul Woodward, the dedicated doctor, is interested in chickens?” she asked. “And eggs?”

His smile crinkled the corners of his eyes. “I am now. If I wasn’t being a best man this weekend, I’d be home building a chicken coop.”

“Now you’re making fun of me.”

“The dedicated doctor is guilty as charged.”

“Touché. Seriously, though, I know how busy you are at the clinic and at home with your dad, so I’m surprised you’d find time to read Ask Annie.”

He gave her a long, thoughtful look. “Apparently I’m not alone. There were forty-seven comments on your story about the chickens.”

“I know.” She couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice. “It’s unbelievable. People I don’t even know, people from places I’ve never been, like Eugene and Sarasota, were saying how much they liked my photographs and the stories about my silly chickens.”

“The photographs are good, Annie. Really professional.”

“That’s not possible. I’m not a photographer. I’ve never owned a camera until Emily gave me hers.”

“Then you’re a natural with an eye for color and composition.”

She felt herself blushing. “I don’t know about that, and I have no idea what I’m going to do for this week’s column. I’ve been so busy with the wedding.”

“I think you just found your answer. You were taking pictures while we were setting up this morning. I bet you’ll find a few gems in there.”

“From chickens to weddings?” she asked. “Won’t that seem strange?”

“Small-town living is the theme of Emily’s blog, right? That covers a lot of territory.

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