Real Men Don't Quit by Coleen Kwan

Author:Coleen Kwan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Real Men#2
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2013-04-08T10:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

On Monday afternoon, Tyler finally tricked Ally into visiting a bridal shop by pretending they had to inspect some new coffee cups for the store. Once in the mall, she whisked Ally inside and announced they weren’t leaving until she’d picked a bridal gown. Her friend almost tried to bolt, but Tyler could be dictatorial when necessary, and Ally, subdued, grumpily agreed to try on some dresses.

“You’re going to your wedding, not your funeral,” Tyler said as Ally shuffled out of the changing room, shoulders drooping in a white tulle gown.

At first Ally glumly inspected herself in the mirror, but after a few moments she straightened up and inspected her reflection from different angles. “This one’s not too bad, is it?”

“It has potential. Now try on the others.”

Ally obeyed, and as the dresses changed, she perked up and started enjoying herself. Eventually she decided on a simple, sleeveless gown that flattered her figure. “It’s not too plain, is it? I want Nate to be proud of me.”

“Nate wouldn’t care if you showed up in your pajamas. He just wants to make you his wife.”

An all-too-familiar, misty look came over Ally. “I’m so lucky to have him. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.”

“Yes, he’s a real dreamboat. Now, are you sure about that wedding dress?”

“Mm-hmm,” Ally murmured, still dewy-eyed.

She had it bad, Tyler mused. But at least she had fallen for a great guy. Nate would be thrilled that the wedding gown had been purchased, and as Ally had decided against bridesmaids, that meant the clothing was all taken care of.

While Ally was paying for her dress, Tyler picked through the rack of gowns and held up to herself a mermaid-style one with a dramatic flaring hem. If she ever in a million years got married, she’d choose something like this, but in a rich, bold color like violet or plum instead of conventional white. She pictured herself walking down the aisle, and for some reason the groom at her side was Luke, dressed in an elegant gray suit and smiling at her, his eyes black and shimmering…

“Tyler?”

She jumped and turned to Ally, her heart thumping.

“Are you okay?” Ally asked. “What’s that you’re holding?”

“Nothing.” She hastily stuffed the gown back on the rack and pulled her friend away. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

All the way back home, she chatted about everything except wedding gowns. She didn’t know what had come over her in that bridal store—she wasn’t the kind of girl who’d dreamed of her wedding since the age of five. Marriage was something alien to her, and the more she matured, the more convinced she became that she wasn’t destined for happily ever after. It didn’t depress her; she was fine with that. But the image of her and Luke as a couple persisted in her mind.

It didn’t help much when she drove home—in Luke’s Range Rover—and found he’d mowed her front garden. He’d done a good job, but she wished he hadn’t.

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