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“I know he must have a big something,” Lucy muttered under her breath and Eve swatted her.
“All I know is I’m marrying the most handsome man on earth, y’all,” Sadie said from under a towel placed at strategic points to cover all the naked. “He’s mine. And he knows how to give his woman some good lovin’.”
“Eww!” Daisy rolled over to her side, turning away from Sadie.
“A little tact?” Lucy snort laughed.
“What? I’m just talking about his kisses.” Sadie winked.
“Yeah, right,” Eve said.
“I’m sorry, girls. I’m just so happy,” Sadie said. “It’s kind of like trying to hide a bush fire under a basket. It’s not going to stay under there long.”
“You have every right to gush.” Eve then hushed her voice. “Just don’t brag about his sexual prowess in front of his sister.”
“Alright, then.” Sadie waved a hand dismissively.
A while later, they’d all made their way up from the hotel spa to the sixth-floor three-bedroom suite, still wearing their hotel spa bathrobes and sandals. The suite contained a separate living room with a plasma TV, a sofa, and a mini fridge. A sunken whirlpool tub sat in the two-vanity bathroom.
Sadie’s parents wanted to spoil their only daughter. They told Eve to spare no expense, and she hadn’t.
“Are you sure about this?” Eve perused the room-service menu. “This food is way too expensive. We could get dressed and go find a diner somewhere. Look at the price of the hamburger! Even Hank would be shocked.”
“Is it Kobe beef?” Lucy leaned over Eve’s shoulder.
Eve shrugged. She handed Lucy the menu and went to find her phone. She’d been pathetically checking it frequently this week, asking Annabeth if everything was going well at the clinic, and whether she should come in to help out. Annabeth kept reassuring her everything was under control, and to try to enjoy herself.
Eve pulled Sadie aside after they ordered meals. “Did you tell him?”
“No, but I will. Tomorrow night.”
“I can’t believe you’ve waited this long!”
“No time has been perfect. Something always stops me.”
“No time is ever going to be perfect.”
“I was thinking on our honeymoon. We’re going to be so relaxed and I’ll make it special. One night over a candlelit dinner or something.”
“If you’re okay with not telling him before your wedding day. I’m sure it won’t matter. Not like he won’t marry you if you’re pregnant. That’s usually the other way around.”
“True. At least I know he’s not marrying me for the wrong reasons.”
“Exactly. It’s going to be fine.”
“Sure. Now, help me talk Daisy into staying away from Wade. It isn’t like she doesn’t have plenty of other choices. The last thing she needs is to fall for Lincoln’s best friend. Then ‘rodeo-Wade’ will drop her, break her heart, and I’ll have to intervene so I don’t wind up visiting my new husband at the pokey.”
“You’re exaggeratin’.”
Sadie went hand on hip. “Now, he wanted to kill the man who hurt you. What would he do to someone who hurt his little sister?”
Eve doubted Wade would ever hurt a woman in the same way, but the point was taken. Emotional pain could be as devastating, and Daisy was inexperienced both with men and their rejection.
“Okay, okay. But I don’t know how we can talk her into ignoring a sexy rodeo cowboy.”
“Follow my lead,” Sadie said, beckoning Eve.
Lucy was making herself at home behind the bar. “Anything you want. Anything at all. Challenge me.”
