The Wedding (The Casanova Club Book 14) by Ali Parker

Author:Ali Parker [Parker, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2020-01-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Piper

“Laurel, I don’t know how to thank you enough for everything you’ve done this week.” I meant every word. The wedding coordinator had been a Godsend. Without her, my vision never would have been realized and I never would have achieved the level of calm I possessed now.

Laurel gave me a genuine smile. Over the past week, we’d become close enough to call each other friends. If she lived in Austin, I would have been happy to get coffee with her once every couple of weeks to hear all the drama about her brides and mothers of brides, who, according to Laurel, were always the worst part of any wedding.

Except for mine, of course. My mother was as much of a gem as Laurel herself.

“It was my pleasure, Piper. Truly. I’m honored to have been part of your special day. I’ll be back tomorrow morning to make sure everything is running smoothly. And you have my number. If anything comes up and you need me—and I mean anything—just call. Okay?”

“Thank you.”

She put her hand on my shoulder. “You and Wyatt are the kind of people that inspired me to get into this business in the first place. And there aren’t many in the world who love each other the way you two do.”

“Are you sure you have to go? You can sleep in the bunkhouse with Boone and Dodge, and any time I need a pick-me-up, I can run to you.”

Laurel threw her head back and laughed, showing me her very white teeth. Her blonde curls danced and she shook her head at me. “No, I don’t think so. Don’t get me wrong. Boone and Dodge are…” She paused and fished for the right word.

“Entertaining?”

“They are that,” she agreed. “And however much I enjoy their company, I do not think I would enjoy bunking with them. In fact, I don’t think I’d enjoy bunking at all.” She lifted one foot and flashed her red-satin pumps. I didn’t know what brand they were, and I didn’t ask, but I had no doubt they were expensive. “I wasn’t made for bunk beds and hay. Silk sheets and high rises are more my style.”

“The city life suits you.”

Laurel gave me a tight hug before stepping away and turning toward the black sedan at her back. The rest of the crew had already piled into their vehicles. Three of them were already down at the gate, where they had apparently run into Wyatt, who had pulled his truck over to open the gate and let them out.

“I’d better be off,” Laurel said. “See you soon.”

“See you soon.” I wrapped my arms around myself and waved as the sedan pulled away, its headlights rolling over me as it turned around and nearly blinding me. It was just past six and full dark. I looked forward to the spring and summer months when the days would be longer and the sun would stay out for well into the evenings.

Once Laurel’s car, the last of the six, made it through the gate, Wyatt got back in his truck and drove through.

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