The Wedding Planner's Baby (Sisters of Wishing Bridge Farm) by Amanda Ashby

Author:Amanda Ashby [Ashby, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Bliss)
Published: 2017-04-09T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“I definitely think this is the right color,” Miss Dottie said the following morning as Lincoln finished painting the far wall of the reception area. For the third time. So far it had been a dull blue, a lilac, and now it was sunrise orange. “It sure makes for a nice feature wall.”

“Yes, it does.” Lincoln put down the roller brush and looked at his handiwork. He couldn’t say he was a fan of the color, but on the plus side, helping Miss Dottie had helped take his mind off Bec and their agreement. There could be no more kissing. Not even when she looks at me with those eyes and parts her lips in that way that drives me crazy.

At least she didn’t appear to have a problem with it.

It had been three days since their trip to Daisy Hill, and every time he’d called, she’d been distant, complaining that Emmy was a slave driver and she couldn’t get away from the farm.

“And I think my babies like it, too.” Miss Dottie nodded to the collection of sinister looking porcelain dolls she was referring to. Suddenly he was pleased he only had a life-size Elvis to worry about at night.

“Er, that’s good,” he agreed, as his cell phone buzzed. Bec? He yanked it out of his pocket to see his brother’s name flash up on the screen. He swallowed his disappointment and excused himself before slipping into the dinning room. “Theo, where the hell have you been?”

“What do you mean?” his brother said. “Three days ago you asked me to find you a couple who wanted a free wedding, and these things take time.”

“I know. Sorry.” Lincoln bit back his impatience. “So, how did you get on?”

“Not so good,” his brother said in a mournful voice, which would’ve sounded more convincing if it hadn’t been accompanied by loud music blaring through from the background. He was obviously at the pub.

“Why? What happened?”

“I remembered all my friends are twenty-two years old and can’t even commit to a social media account, let alone to a marriage. I do have one lot who might consider it, but you’d need to fly over their fifty closest friends and two dogs.”

“The deal was the couple’s flights only. Guests have to pay separately.”

“I suspected as much.” Theo sighed. “How are you getting on?”

“Not much better,” Lincoln admitted. In between helping Miss Dottie he’d put up a Craig’s List notice before quickly taking it down again thanks to the hundreds of crazy emails he’d received. Since then he’d started hanging around City Hall looking for people who were getting a marriage license. It hadn’t been successful, especially since it was so close to Thanksgiving. When Lincoln had picked the date, it had been random, but he was now starting to see the error of his ways.

“Well, panic not, because I have an idea. Have you ever considered asking the mysterious Bec to marry you? After all, she’s about to have your child, and she’s presumably planning the wedding of her dreams.

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