Page 17 of The Wedding Toast
“All right.”She sounded hesitant again.
“I’ll bring cookies for your daughter – and glitter.How does that sound?”
He relaxed a little when she laughed again.“It sounds to me like you’re a desperate man, Mr.Jacobs.”
He chuckled.“I am, but I have the best of intentions – and please, call me Jacob.”
Chapter Five
When Becca finished getting ready on Tuesday morning, she came back out into the bedroom to find Jacob standing in front of the windows.She went to him, and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pressing a kiss to her temple.
“Do you have a busy day?”he asked.
She chuckled.“Kind of, but nothing like normal.”
He gave her a puzzled look and she shrugged.
“I was going to say that yes, I do have a busy day.I need to hang out with my folks.I told Hannah I’d go over to the cottage because Ava wants to try her dress on one more time, and Hannah said that she’s a bit nervous about the whole flower girl deal now that it’s getting closer.I just want to reassure her.
“And there are a thousand details that my mom, Elena, and Mrs.B all want to talk about.But I feel a bit silly saying that’s a busy day.Compared to my normal working days with a class full of third graders, this is nothing.”
“Will said the same thing to me the other day,” Jacob said with a smile.“He thinks I’m playing hooky from work and leaving him to face everything.He thinks that those are the important details.”
Becca loved the way he smiled at her as he added, “But we know the truth, don’t we?There’s nothing more important in the world than this.”
“Aww - there isn’t to me.I’m just glad that you see it that way too.”
He tightened his arm around her.“Of course I do.Although, as important as the wedding is, it’s about so much more than that.”
Becca nodded her agreement.“Exactly.Of course I’m excited about the wedding, but only because it’s the official start of our life together.”She poked him in the ribs.“You and me – and all our children.”
She loved the way the lines around his eyes deepened when he narrowed them at her.“I thought we’d settled on three.I’ve told you before, I’m no spring chicken.”
“And I’ve told you that you’re no old man, either.We’ll just have to get started and see how many we can have, won’t we?”
“We will,” he agreed, wrapping both his arms around her as he turned to face her.“I should probably get going.I told Will that I’d run over to the office for an hour before I meet with your dad and Walt.”
“And don’t worry if you need to stay,” she told him.“Dad and Walt are both happy to make sure that…” She shrugged.“I don’t even know what they could do about the flowers at this point.They all seemed to be blooming beautifully to me.And if they weren’t…” She lifted a shoulder.“What could they do about it between now and Saturday?”
Jacob chuckled.“I was thinking the same thing, but since the cornflowers are the centerpiece of everything, we want to make sure.Make sure of what, I don’t really know, but …”
“I get it.It makes you all feel better to know that you’re keeping an eye on them and doing what you can, right?”
“Exactly.Do you know where you’ll be around ten-thirty?”
She gave him a puzzled look.“Probably still with Hannah and Ava.Why, do you need me for something?”
He shook his head rapidly.“No, I was just curious.I might have to run out for a while, that’s all.”
“Is there anything you want me to do?”
He tightened his arms around her waist.“Just enjoy yourself, whatever you get up to.”
She looped her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss.She loved the way he kissed her – she always had.
When he finally lifted his head to look down into her eyes, she reached around to squeeze his butt.
“You’d better get to work, Mr.Jacobs.”
