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"It's okay. We made our bridal parties hang out with us all night, remember? The wedding is going to be so much fun. And when you get back from London I'll catch you up on whatever boring things you missed in between."

He smiled. "Not a day with you is boring."

"Trust me, sitting around all day is going to get terribly boring. I'm officially going on bed rest after the wedding."

"Finally. I'm going to go grab a drink. Do you want me to find you some fruit?"

"Do you even have to ask?"

He kissed my temple and wandered off toward the bar set up in the corner.

"Okay, that's enough standing," Daphne said and looped her arm through mine. "I've scoped out two seats over there with our names on them."

I laughed. It was like she had materialized behind me. "Not you too? Bee's already worried enough about me. And I'm fine. Idon't know how many times I need to keep saying that. Besides, you're pregnant too."

"Just a normal boring pregnancy for me." Daphne pointed to the chair she had escorted me to. "Now sit. And yes, since I am pregnant, I'm sitting too." She plopped down in the chair beside me. "God, these shoes are killing me."

I looked down at the high heels she was wearing. "No one forced you to wear heels." I held up my leg to show off my flat sandals.

"But Rob loves when I wear heels."

I laughed.

"Don't you even start with me, Penny. You cater to James just as much as I cater to Rob. And they're both spoiled rotten."

"You know, I never really thought about it before, but you're right. They are spoiled, aren't they?"

"Extremely." Daphne took a sip of her water. "But they're also loving, caring, kind, thoughtful, romantic..." her voice trailed off. "We're so lucky."

I smiled as I spotted James in the crowd. He was holding a bowl of fruit in one hand and his drink in the other. Scarlett was pulling on his pant leg and he was in the middle of a conversation with Mason's father. James didn't look at all perturbed. He was still in his element despite the balancing act.

"We're the luckiest," I said.

Mr. Caldwell picked up Scarlett and all three of them started walking toward us. "How are the Hunter women doing tonight?" he asked.

"Good," Scarlett said.

He laughed and set her down beside me. "Beautiful as always, my dear," he said as he leaned down and kissed my cheek. "As lovely as ever," he said to Daphne and kissed her cheek too.

"Your fruit, madam," James said with a smile and a bow as he handed me the bowl he was carrying. "Can I get you something, Daphne?" He ran his hand through his hair.

"I'm okay, Rob is in search of pickles."

Mr. Caldwell laughed. "Oh, I remember the pickle phase. My wife couldn't get enough of them when she was seven months along either. I saw some back there. Let me go get you a plate."

"Oh, I'm sure Rob will find them," Daphne said.

"It's no problem at all. I'll be back." He smiled at us and then turned to James. He patted him on the back and gave him a much more tight-lipped smile and a nod.

That was odd.I was about to say something but James broke the awkward silence by kneeling down to talk to Scarlett.

"Say goodnight to Mommy. And we'll go meet Ellen, okay?"

Scarlett made the grabbing motion for me to pick her up. I lifted her into my arms. "Goodnight, Mommy!" Scarlett said.

"Goodnight, Scar." I placed a kiss on her forehead. "Be good for Ellen, okay?" I gave her a tight hug.

"I will, Mommy," she said as she hugged me back. And then in my ear she whispered, "Be careful of the snake."