Page 32 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

“Were you able to get a good look at the chapel?”

“Oh, it was so lovely. I don't think we need to change any of the decorations in there except for a few curtains of purple.”

I giggled. “Well, that's good news. That means less hanging things up for me.”

“I figured that would make your job easier.”

“You're already making my job easier by being yourself.”

She smiled warmly. “Awe, Clara. You're just saying that. Ugh, I can't even handle this. I've been stressed out. I even yelled at Levon yesterday.”

My features softened as I held her at arm's length. “Hey, you're going to survive this. It's your wedding. It's your day. And you've made every single decision without ripping your hair out. You've been, by far, my easiest client. You already know what you want.”

“You really mean that, Clara?”

“Of course, I do. And I'm not just saying that so we can move forward. I'm letting you know that what you're feeling is normal and you're not inconveniencing me at all.”

She smiled. “Thanks, girl.”

“Of course. Now, the guys should be here any second to help us with the tables. Let's start on how you want the table to look. I brought extra fabric.”

“Oh, good. That should put things in perspective.”

I nodded as I headed for the side door. When I pushed through it, I felt the morning breeze blast my hair away from my face. I needed the fresh air. As much as I loved my job and loved designing, it was a lot to deal with people who were under stress. I was decent at handling stress, but this was also Jen. I didn't want to make any mistakes that would damage our friendship.

I mean, technically Levon was a mistake and that didn't hurt our friendship. I thought with a giggle.So, I'm sure the two of us can survive her wedding just fine.

I unlocked the trunk of my car and gathered the fabric I needed. I frowned at the trunk. I had meant to ask Jen what Levon was talking about. I held my forehead for a second, trying to clear my brain. I needed to focus on the task at hand. If it was important, she would tell me when I needed to know.

Then again, it could have all been a dirty trick to infect my brain. Even though Levon was intelligent and clever, he was also incredibly petty. He had a way with getting under my skin. He probably said what he said because he wanted to see me squirm.

I groaned with frustration as I shut the trunk and marched back up to the venue.

Well, I won't let it get to me. But I will ask when I remember. For now, we need to set up the tables. We need to see how it looks.

I walked calmly back inside and held up the fabric to Jen. “Ta-da!”

She squealed. “Oh, it looks sopretty! I can't wait for the rest of it to get here!”

“It should be here by the evening.”

“I just can't wait!”

I giggled. “Let's see how this looks on that table there.”

We went to the nearest table and I dropped the fabric on the ground. I spread the purple cloth over the table and tightened it underneath, glancing at Jen for her approval. She nodded eagerly. I left the cloth tightened and reached for the silky purple fabric to start wrapping around the chairs.

I kept glancing at her to see whether her face lit up. That was always the best way to gauge whether she liked it. With every move, she seemed more intrigued. I took that as her way of expressing approval. I reached into my bag for the trinkets.

“Alright, this is the kicker,” I announced. “Because these little baskets and trinkets are adorable and I think they'll really make the room pop.”

I set the teal centerpiece on the table. It was a simple weighted centerpiece that had shiny teal foil and stars sticking out the top. They were sparkly and cute, commanding the eye and making the purple seem to shine even more. I added the baskets around the centerpiece and turned to Jen.

“What do you think?”

Her eyes were shimmering. “Oh, that looks wonderful.”

The double doors sounded on the other side of the room. I glanced up to find the three men we had been promised. I smiled and waved them over.

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