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3) Take a hot air balloon ride
4) Open an antique store with my best friend
5) Fall in love
He read it again, his stomach clenching in melancholy. Once again he wondered when she’d written it. She’d wanted a tattoo? Seemed very unlike the woman he’d known.
“What are you doing?” Honor’s voice shook with distress as she put two coffee cups down on the tray atop the ottoman. “No one ever looks in that book.”
He looked up to see a flash of pain fill her eyes so fast he felt it like a stake through his heart.
She grabbed the book off his lap. “You need to go.”
“Honor—”
“Now.” She rushed to grab his jacket, thrust it at him, and opened the front door.
“I didn’t mean to—”
“Now,” she repeated, her voice cracking, her bottom lip trembling. It killed him to see her so upset. The second he stepped onto the porch the door slammed shut.
“Mr. Bishop? What are you doing here?”
Bryce blinked his eyes into focus. “Cooper, hey. I walked your sister home from the rehearsal dinner.”
Cooper frowned. “You’re not into her are you? Because my skateboarding and my family are two things that do not overlap.”
“I hear you. I was just doing a good deed, being that we’re both part of the wedding party.” Cooper’s firm opinion knocked some sense back into him. Time to think about his agency, not the bridesmaid that had his sex drive back in full throttle. “What are you up to?”
“Getting home from my friend Dylan’s house. His parents like to feed me.”
Bryce scraped his hand along his jaw. “You live here?”
“Yeah.” He stepped up onto the porch and put his hand on the door handle. “I’ll see you at the wedding. Thanks for making sure Honor got back okay.”
“Sure thing,” Bryce said, the words ringing hollow. His world had never felt smaller and he didn’t feel sure about anything.
Chapter Four
“You guys are spoiling me,” Sophie said, a glow on her face. She sat on the edge of the guest bedroom bed hugging the short, cozy pink sweater robe to her body. “Thank you.”
“Every bride needs an official getting ready robe,” Julia said.
“Especially because from the moment you wake up tomorrow you’re going to be photographed,” Sophie’s cousin and maid of honor, Emma said. “The moms are planning to capture everything.”
Sophie scrunched up her nose. “I’m happy my mom and Zane’s mom like each other so much, but they’re like a tag team fromMy Fair Wedding.
Honor bounced onto the bed next to Sophie. “That’s better than a tag team fromBridezillas.”
“True. I can’t believe I’m getting married in twenty-four hours.” Sophie glanced over at the wedding dress hanging on the back of the guest bath door. Honor kept looking at the simple, but elegant gown with beading on the bodice, too.
“Believe it, Fifi.” Emma gave Sophie a quick hug. “And you’re going to be the prettiest bride ever, ever, ever. Now finish up in here while Julia and I go pick up dinner.”
“Take one of the guys with you,” Sophie said. She and Zane had planned a casual dinner for the wedding party and a couple of Zane’s friends from out of town.
“Stop worrying. We’ve got it,” Emma said as she and Julia left the room, closing the door behind them.
Honor stood. “Okay, let’s finish packing your suitcase and then we’ll make sure you’ve got everything ready for the big day.”
