Wedding Flowers by Alina Jacobs

Author:Alina Jacobs [Jacobs, Alina]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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SOPHIE

“Will you marry me?”

“Uh, I don’t know, I… yeah, I guess. Wait, no, I don’t even know you. Also, where did all my teeth go? Did you make that engagement ring out of them?”

I woke up with a snort and pawed the sleeping bag off my face. Then I looked about the office from my spot on the rug.

“Oh God. I need to stop eating so much late at night. Ow!” I banged my elbow on an empty wine bottle. “And stop late-night drinking, apparently.”

Wincing at the sunlight streaming in from the huge windows of the Weddings in the City office, I stumbled around in a half panic, trying to clean up my stuff and get dressed before the rest of my friends or—even worse—a client showed up for a morning meeting.

“You have to get it together,” I told myself as I blearily brushed my teeth.

“I know. I can’t believe it,” my friends and fellow wedding planners were chattering when I walked back out into the main office from washing my face and changing in the bathroom.

Ivy had started Weddings in the City as a collaborative so that brides could have a one-stop shop for beautiful, high-class weddings. She was the head wedding planner. Amy created beautiful, locally grown flower arrangements. Elsie cooked the tastiest catering ever. Brea designed and sewed one-of-a-kind, ethereal wedding dresses, and Grace was the wedding photographer extraordinaire. Yours truly baked delicious wedding cakes decorated with my signature sculpted sugar flowers.

“They thought he’d never get married,” Elsie was saying. “I wonder who landed him?”

“Oh!” Amy jumped up and down. “Do you think we’ll plan that wedding?”

“The Van de Bergs own that huge sprawling mansion in the mountains outside of Harrogate. Can you imagine a wedding in that amazing garden, fairy lights everywhere, the flowers in bloom”—Ivy swooned—“the Gilded Age mansion as the backdrop?”

“We have to do a fairy-in-the-woods-meets-Queen Victoria wedding dress,” Brea insisted, whipping out her sketch pad.

“Rough night?” Grace asked when she saw me. “How was the family reunion?”

“Anna really liked the cupcakes that you brought. She’s been posting pics on Insta,” Ivy said. “Everything looks yummy. You and Elsie outdid yourselves, as usual!”

“Yup,” Brea said, biting into a leftover cupcake I had missed during my wine-and-sugar binge last night. “Is there a hint of cherry in the frosting?”

“It’s lychee,” I said faintly.

“What kind of cake do you want to bake for the Wolfram Van de Berg wedding, assuming we land it?” Ivy asked me.

“Like his fiancée is going to pick any other wedding planner!” Grace remarked.

“Wolf?” I asked faintly, the memories peeking through the hangover. “Shit.”

“Do you know him?” Ivy asked, confused by my reaction.

“I, uh… I, um…” I looked around desperately for more wine.

The elevator dinged. I hoped it was a delivery person with more wine or something stronger.

You can’t be engaged to Wolf. That’s, like, not a thing that happens. You’ve been stressed lately. Surely you made the whole thing up. I had had dreams before that felt super real, like I

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