Page 106 of Tangled Trust

"Good point," I grin. "Thanks for pulling me back into reality, Sergeant," I tease.

"Yeah, you’re still in the dog box, Ella, so I’m not going to be too nice to you," Anna says drolly.

"I’m sorry, Carter only has one brother, and he’s taken."

"I think it’s mighty selfish of you not to arrange a bit of California beefcake for your bestie."

"I’m working on it, I swear," I say, pinching her cheeks.

"Your parents would be so proud of you, Ella," Aunt Sue says and dabs at her eyes.

"Oh, hell, no! Come now, Aunt Sue," Anna says, and she marches over to my aunt. "No tears now. The makeup artists will have a fit if Ella’s mascara runs. Besides, if you set me off, then all is lost."

I can’t believe it’s my wedding day. Carter and I decided to get hitched before the birth of our baby. It’s been one hell of a rush to get everything arranged so soon, but we’ve managed to pull it off with the constant helicoptering of LA’s best wedding planner.

But, the stress was worth it. Carter’s and mine is a fairytale wedding!

* * *

"What do you think, Jones? Do you like it?"

Carter and I are on his new plane. It’s crazy fantastic.

"It’s like a palace with wings, Carter," I chuckle.

"Wait until you see the main bedroom."

"Something tells me I’m about it."

"It is our honeymoon, Jones. I thought I’d pull out all the stops."

"Job done, handsome. Now, will you tell me where we’re going? I hope it isn’t anywhere hot. I look like a beached whale. There’s no way I’m getting into a swimsuit. I’ll scare the other bathers."

"Is this more English humor? You’re gorgeous, Ella."

"You have to say that. You’re about to get lucky," I laugh.

"I got lucky the day you walked into my life, Jones."

"Ooh, you old smooth talker."

"Come here," he says, leading me to the room.

There are red rose petals all over the place, and a silver bucket with two glasses.

"Could I interest you in a drink, sexy?" Carter smiles and pulls a bottle of OJ out of the bucket.

"Good thinking," I smirk. "Better not get our baby tipsy."

"Nope. Woody is quite safe."

"Are we really going to name our son Woody?" I laugh.

"I don’t have the heart to say no to Jagger. But you’re most welcome to give birth to a girl. It would save us a lot of drama."

"I’ll do my best."

"You have made me so happy, Ella. Thank you for saying yes."

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