wasn’t with me.
I had my fifth date scheduled and my free labor lined up for the weekend so I should be ecstatic right now. Instead, I felt freaking miserable. If only I hadn’t craved that Geoffries Martini. . . .
Wind chimes tingled and I glanced at my cell phone. Kristen.
I pressed ANSWER. “What now? Please don’t tell me a certain fast food joint had wedding availability in their children’s playland sooner than Wok N’ Roll. I don’t think I could stand you getting married in a place where shoes are optional but socks are a must.”
“That’s funny.” Kristen laughed. “But fear not, my friend, Wok N’ Roll is off.”
I sat up slowly. “What do you mean by off?”
“You’re not going to believe this.” Kristen voice was calm and it was hard to know if I should be alarmed or not. “I just received a phone call from a woman at the Geoffries hotel. They had to relocate a charity event that had been scheduled in their ballroom for six weeks from now. Therefore, she said that date is available if Ethan and I want it. Six weeks from now, which is exactly when we want to get married. How incredible is that?”
My jaw dropped. “How can that be? It was booked out eighteen months from now. There has to be a long list of couples before you guys.”
“Whose side are you on?” She huffed. “Do you want me to get married with chopsticks in my hair?”
“No.” I laughed. “I’m just floored. That’s amazing news, Kristen. I’m so happy for you. Your mom must be thrilled.”
Just like my mom would be thrilled when she found out I was dating Milton . Blech.
“I’m going to let her stew for tonight and I’ll call her tomorrow.” She chuckled. “How are things with you? Your receptionist told me you went home for lunch, but I stopped by your house and there was no answer.”
“I’d planned to go home for a catnap, but Mel called with good news so I met her downtown at Cherie’s Café to celebrate her new job. She’ll be teaching first grade at a private school starting next week.”
“Good for Mel.” She paused and I heard beeping in the background. “I have to go. Ethan just texted me about some family rug his mom wants us to get married on. Oh, by the way, are you getting work done on your house? There was a silver truck parked in your driveway when I came by.”
“No. . .” My brows furrowed then something clicked in my mind. “Paul did say he had the name of a contractor for me. Maybe he gave him my address for a bid?”
“Paul with the dark hair and heavenly blue eyes? What ever happened with him?”
A slice of pain speared my heart. “Nothing.”
“Really?” She sounded surprised. “I sensed serious chemistry between you two. And, of course, Mel showed me the photo.”
I rolled my eyes toward the ceiling. “It wasn’t real, okay? I’d looked five floors down and freaked, so he was just distracting me.”
“Nice distraction.” She made a humming noise. “Talk to you soon. Bye.”
“Bye.” I pressed the END button on my phone, which immediately lit up with an incoming call from my dad. Knowing I shouldn’t avoid him any longer, I sighed and tapped the ANSWER button. “Hello?”
“Kaitlin, I’m glad you picked up.”
I crossed my arm over my chest, feeling guilty. “I’m sorry I didn’t call you back, Dad. It’s been a long week. Is everything okay?”
“Yes, but there’s been a slight change for tomorrow. Meetings are scheduled in the afternoon now because, well, I won’t bore you with the details. Then my flight leaves at six so I’ll only have time to meet you for lunch.” His tone sounded apologetic. “I’ll have to see the house on my next visit. Is that all right?”
Disappointment crept through me, but I was used to this when it came to my parents. “No worries, Dad. Lunch would be wonderful.”
“One more thing, honey.” He paused and the silence stretched out. “I’ll be bringing someone with me.”
Did he
I had my fifth date scheduled and my free labor lined up for the weekend so I should be ecstatic right now. Instead, I felt freaking miserable. If only I hadn’t craved that Geoffries Martini. . . .
Wind chimes tingled and I glanced at my cell phone. Kristen.
I pressed ANSWER. “What now? Please don’t tell me a certain fast food joint had wedding availability in their children’s playland sooner than Wok N’ Roll. I don’t think I could stand you getting married in a place where shoes are optional but socks are a must.”
“That’s funny.” Kristen laughed. “But fear not, my friend, Wok N’ Roll is off.”
I sat up slowly. “What do you mean by off?”
“You’re not going to believe this.” Kristen voice was calm and it was hard to know if I should be alarmed or not. “I just received a phone call from a woman at the Geoffries hotel. They had to relocate a charity event that had been scheduled in their ballroom for six weeks from now. Therefore, she said that date is available if Ethan and I want it. Six weeks from now, which is exactly when we want to get married. How incredible is that?”
My jaw dropped. “How can that be? It was booked out eighteen months from now. There has to be a long list of couples before you guys.”
“Whose side are you on?” She huffed. “Do you want me to get married with chopsticks in my hair?”
“No.” I laughed. “I’m just floored. That’s amazing news, Kristen. I’m so happy for you. Your mom must be thrilled.”
Just like my mom would be thrilled when she found out I was dating Milton . Blech.
“I’m going to let her stew for tonight and I’ll call her tomorrow.” She chuckled. “How are things with you? Your receptionist told me you went home for lunch, but I stopped by your house and there was no answer.”
“I’d planned to go home for a catnap, but Mel called with good news so I met her downtown at Cherie’s Café to celebrate her new job. She’ll be teaching first grade at a private school starting next week.”
“Good for Mel.” She paused and I heard beeping in the background. “I have to go. Ethan just texted me about some family rug his mom wants us to get married on. Oh, by the way, are you getting work done on your house? There was a silver truck parked in your driveway when I came by.”
“No. . .” My brows furrowed then something clicked in my mind. “Paul did say he had the name of a contractor for me. Maybe he gave him my address for a bid?”
“Paul with the dark hair and heavenly blue eyes? What ever happened with him?”
A slice of pain speared my heart. “Nothing.”
“Really?” She sounded surprised. “I sensed serious chemistry between you two. And, of course, Mel showed me the photo.”
I rolled my eyes toward the ceiling. “It wasn’t real, okay? I’d looked five floors down and freaked, so he was just distracting me.”
“Nice distraction.” She made a humming noise. “Talk to you soon. Bye.”
“Bye.” I pressed the END button on my phone, which immediately lit up with an incoming call from my dad. Knowing I shouldn’t avoid him any longer, I sighed and tapped the ANSWER button. “Hello?”
“Kaitlin, I’m glad you picked up.”
I crossed my arm over my chest, feeling guilty. “I’m sorry I didn’t call you back, Dad. It’s been a long week. Is everything okay?”
“Yes, but there’s been a slight change for tomorrow. Meetings are scheduled in the afternoon now because, well, I won’t bore you with the details. Then my flight leaves at six so I’ll only have time to meet you for lunch.” His tone sounded apologetic. “I’ll have to see the house on my next visit. Is that all right?”
Disappointment crept through me, but I was used to this when it came to my parents. “No worries, Dad. Lunch would be wonderful.”
“One more thing, honey.” He paused and the silence stretched out. “I’ll be bringing someone with me.”
Did he
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