Not Another Wedding by Jennifer McKenzie

Author:Jennifer McKenzie
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-09T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“WOW.”

Poppy blinked when Wynn spoke, suddenly aware she’d been watching Beck and her niece far too closely. She seriously considered checking her chin for drool, but that would be admitting she’d been gawking. She went for polite interest instead. “Yes?”

“Don’t ‘yes’ me.” Wynn rolled his eyes and sent her an I-know-you-too-well-to-be-fooled-by-your-pathetic-attempt-at-nonchalance look. “I see you.”

“I’m not hiding.” She hadn’t even changed out of her golf clothes yet.

“So we’re playing it this way, are we?”

She nodded. “Though I feel it’s my duty to tell you I’m not playing anything.”

“No need to tell me. It’s plenty obvious.” Wynn’s eyes saw far too deep into hers and she dropped her gaze, pulse pumping. “What are their names?”

“Whose names?” Poppy lifted her ponytail off the back of her neck and fanned.

“The hypothetical children you’re going to have with him.”

Poppy fanned faster and forced a laugh. “I have no idea.” But she totally did. Oliver for a boy and Eloise for a girl.

“Right.”

She hadn’t fooled Wynn. Not even a little. But she shrugged anyway. It would be worse to own up to it, because he’d tell her family everything and she’d never hear the end of it. Though there was a chance that would happen anyway.

Fortunately, whatever other bit of wisdom Wynn was poised to share was cut short when her mother came out the backdoor carrying a massive tray with a full pitcher of lemonade and glasses.

“Let me help.” Beck was already out of the lounger, careful to put Holly down safely, and rescuing the laden tray before it smashed all over the patio.

“Thank you, Beck.” Rose beamed at him. Poppy wondered if Beck was aware how many points he was scoring. Judging from the pleased curve of his lips? Yes.

They sat together under the shaded back. Her dad had built a pergola years ago and her mother had grown vines up and over it, creating a scented overhead garden. It was nice to be back there now, sipping lemonade and watching Holly race around.

Her niece had convinced Beck to join her plane games and the two of them were rushing from one end of the yard to the other in a race to finish first. It wasn’t much of a contest, but occasionally Beck fell over or pretended to get turned around so Holly could hustle past him, little legs and arms pumping.

“He seems nice,” her mother said, shading her eyes as she watched them.

“He is nice,” Poppy said.

“Poppy’s in love,” Wynn added to the conversation, only raising an eyebrow when Poppy glared. “What? Do I lie?”

“In fact, you do. Often and not well.” She rose from her chair, not willing or able to have this conversation right now. Not when she wasn’t sure what she or he wanted from this. “I’m going to change.” Her golf clothes were sticky and she wasn’t up to facing the duo of her mother and best friend.

Upstairs, she ran some cold water over a facecloth and laid it on the back of her neck before she went into her bedroom to find something to wear.

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