Vintage Volume Two by Suzanne Lisa

Author:Suzanne, Lisa [Suzanne, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-06-05T07:00:00+00:00

seventeen

By lunchtime, we had booked an appointment at a wedding dress boutique and a florist, we’d talked Flashing Light into performing, and, most importantly, we had my father’s approval to use his house for the ceremony and reception.

My dad spoke to us both privately, and he asked me if I was sure this was what I wanted. He was worried that I was rushing into it because of Damien, and while Damien’s death had certainly shown me how short life was, it wasn’t why I wanted to marry Parker. I was marrying Parker because I loved him. I wanted to be Mrs. James. I wanted to be partners in life and work and love. And I couldn’t wait for all of that to start.

Parker’s words echoed in my mind: “Once you know, you just know. And I know.”

I was as confidently certain as he was. And that’s how I knew that we were doing this the right way. Other people might not see it as right, but we did. It was our way, and that was all that mattered.

My dad volunteered to get in touch with Delilah, the woman who had coordinated his wedding to Jadyn. As much as I wanted nothing to do with Jadyn, I had to appreciate the offer. If we had under a week, we would definitely need the help. My dad also offered to fly in any guests who we wanted to attend. He said he would foot the bill for all of it, and he wouldn’t put up with any arguments.

It was his actions that showed me that even though this was happening at an extremely rapid pace, he approved. I’d known he approved of Parker, but he was even okay with a week-long engagement. And that told me that he really knew Parker. He knew his heart—who he was as a man—and he trusted Parker to take care of his only daughter.

I knew I had to call my mother next, but I had to do one important thing before I made that call.

I walked over to my pantry and pulled out the lone bottle of scotch. Parker looked at me with curiosity. I unscrewed the cap and took a swig. Parker laughed, and I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “You want one?”

“Are you planning on having me talk to her?”

I shrugged. “If you want to.”

“Will I need it talking to her for the first time?”

“I need it talking to her any time.”

That earned a belly laugh from Parker, and I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my lips any time I heard his hearty laugh.

I pulled up my mother’s contact information on my phone while Parker took a swig of scotch.

Little pieces of my relationship with my mother flashed through my mind as I stared at her contact information for a few seconds.

She’d been absent for much of my childhood. I always thought of her as my birth mother, not the kind and caring sort of mother that children deserved. I never really had that.

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