Page 75 of The Wedding Run
Is he interested in my other sister now? My nerve endings clang together.
Cindy walks up next to me. “You’ve done an amazing job.”
“Oh, hi,” I manage, dragging my gaze away from Elle and Luke.
There’s an awkward pause as Cindy looks at me. I realize she said something I didn’t catch.
“I’m sorry, what?”
“I’m sorry. I know you’re busy. But I’d like a few of your business cards,” Cindy repeats. “I want to refer brides to someone who really knows how to throw a wedding. And you sure do, even a last-minute one. Well done.” She takes a bite of cake. “This is delicious!”
“I had help.” I motion to my sisters and Luke. “Your dress should be on a Paris runway.”
“You are too kind.”
“Honest as the day is long,” I say, pulling business cards from the cover of my iPad and handing them to Cindy.
“You’ll be hearing from me.” She waves to Stacy and Wade before going to say hello.
When I glance over at the counter, Roxie and Elle are sipping drinks and relaxing while guests join the happy couple on the dance floor. Luke must have gone to the back of the shop.
But suddenly, he’s beside me, handing me a flat white latte. He taps his cup against mine. “Congratulations. A successful wedding. You really are an amazing wedding coordinator.”
“It was a team effort.” I check my watch. “It’s almost time to toss the bouquet.”
“Just drink.”
I do, and it’s the most amazing cup with a rich texture and a soothing aroma. “This is…”
“A winner?” he offers.
“Nice,” I finish. “Very, very nice.” My smile widens. “You should open The Brew for more events like this.”
“I don’t know if I could handle too many of those all-nighters,” he admits.
“It wasn’t too bad. Especially with your Plot Twist.”
“It helps when you have a team,” he agrees.
“Absolutely.” I notice the foam heart at the center of my latte. “How will I ever match your artistic abilities?”
“You haven’t been practicing for our competition?” he asks.
“I’ll get right on that.”
He sips his coffee. “See, my plan is working.”
“What plan is that?”
“If I keep you busy enough,” he says, “then I win. By default.”
“Did we set a timeline for our challenge?” Again, I check my watch. “I need to prod Andrea and Taylor toward?—”
“Let them enjoy their moment.” Luke grabs my hand.
“We need to move things along, don’t we?”
“They can stay as long as they want. But they won’t. Relax, Libby. Enjoy this moment. All is right with the world. The wedding is a success. The bride and groom are happy and dancing.”
