Page 60 of Needing Happily Ever After

Chapter Seventeen

Faith feltlike she was on a mini-vacation. After her meeting with Brody earlier, she’d been certain that she’d return to the ranch to see that Logan hadn’t taken care of even half of her to-do list. She’d been wrong.

He’d not only taken care of her list, but even a few other things that she hadn’t thought to ask him about. If she wasn’t so perpetually irritated by him, she might have even considered thanking him. Of course, he wasn’t anywhere to be found.

Now, as much as she thought she would enjoy the little break from work, Faith couldn’t help but feel bored. She’d tried to busy herself around the house and had spent the rest of her morning lingering over coffee and cleaning the already spotless kitchen. Now, with the rest of the day ahead of her, she couldn’t think of a thing to do.

She sat down hard at the kitchen table again and picked at the corner of a placemat before reaching for her cell phone.

You up?

She typed the simple message to her sister and waited. Seconds later, the phone rang.

“Oh good,” Faith said into the receiver. “You’re up.”

“It’s five in the afternoon here.” Hope laughed. “And I’m not much of a napper, so yes, I’m up. Everything okay?”

Faith sighed and leaned back in the chair. “Of course things are okay. Why wouldn’t they be okay?”

“Because you don’t usually text me in the morning. What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” It was an honest answer, so she added, “That’s the problem. I don’t have a wedding this weekend, and everything else is done and I’m—”

“Bored.”

Faith nodded. Her sister knew her well. “It’s the craziest thing. I mean, I know it’s only been a few weeks, but I think I’m actually getting used to this whole wedding thing.”

“You mean, you’re enjoying it?”

“No.” She laughed, but it was sort of a lie. “But I don’t totally hate it.”

On the other end of the line, Hope gasped dramatically. “Did you just say that?”

“Don’t tell anyone!”

“Your secret is safe with me, sis. Now fill me in on the gossip. I miss everyone.”

Faith resisted the urge to tell her sister to come home if she missed them so much. That would be useless, so, instead, she did her best to fill her in on what as going on around town, as well as the details of Damon and Katie’s super simple, but beautiful ceremony. She couldn’t help but add that she herself had pulled off that wedding all on her own. It didn’t matter that there were less than ten people in attendance.

“I still can’t believe those two got married so quickly,” Hope said. “I feel like it was just yesterday that Katie was telling us about it.”

“So crazy.” She shook her head. “But it seems to be working. Well, except last night was weird.”

The night before had been weird, and normally Faith wouldn’t have thought much about it, except they had all been gathered to raise their glasses in a toast to the happy newlyweds and then they’d both just taken off without an explanation, leaving everyone to wonder what exactly had happened.

“Weird how?”

“We were all celebrating with them, and then Katie went to the bathroom and Damon went to get more drinks.” She didn’t bother mentioning that he’d never come back with those drinks. “The last I saw him, he was talking to some guy at the bar.”

“Some guy?”

Faith nodded. “We found out later he’s a friend of Damon’s from the city. He came over to introduce himself.” She didn’t bother telling her sister that Damon’s friend, Nick, was super-hot and ridiculously flirty. “Anyway, I never did see Damon again, but Sarah said she saw Katie take off in a hurry, so…” She shrugged. “Like I said, it was weird.”

“That does sound weird.” The sisters talked it over for a few minutes, and then switched gears while Hope filled her in on their travels. They were currently in France, and it sounded absolutely heavenly. Faith had never given it much thought before, but maybe she should consider doing some travel on her own. She let her thoughts drift for a moment but the sound of a truck entering her yard distracted her.

“Hey, Hope?” Faith sat up straight in her chair as she looked out the window at her visitor. “I think I’m going to have to let you go.”

“Why? What’s—”

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