Josh turned to her. “Well, it almost wasn’t. I took care of the problem.”
She narrowed her eyes at Josh, ordering him to stop mentioning problems. She turned to Evelyn. “The gown is just what was expected. It’s quite stunning, an original design I’m sure your readers will drool over. I sure did and I know gowns.”
“So everything’s not falling apart?” Evelyn asked slyly.
Crap. She’d overheard Hailey earlier for sure.
“Nope,” Josh said.
“Not at all,” Hailey said, lying through her teeth. “Everything is working out just fine.” If you substituted “fine” for one of Josh’s pithy military lingo terms—FUBAR.
Josh put his arm around her shoulders, pulled her close, and kissed her cheek. “Couldn’t be happier.”
She softened, relaxing against him. “Yes.”
The photographer, Lucy, leaned in. “Can I go to the bachelor and bachelorette parties tomorrow night to take pictures?”
“Of course,” Hailey said.
“No,” Josh said. One corner of his mouth lifted. “Sorry. Guys only.” He didn’t sound sorry at all.
“You’re welcome to join us ladies,” Hailey said. “You too, Evelyn.”
“Wouldn’t miss it,” Evelyn said.
Hailey sent a silent prayer up that Mad’s planned bachelorette party tomorrow night would go off without a hitch.
And the dinner with theBride Specialpeople tonight.
And the post-dinner visit with the king.
And the furries, the flowers, the rings, her gown…ahhh!