not really,” Melanie began but she didn’t get a chance to go
much farther.
“How did you both hide it? How long have you been seeing each
other? He’s the first son in the Quest clan, isn’t he? Isn’t he the one with
the reputation?”
The questions flew so fast Melanie couldn’t answer them all so she
didn’t even bother to try. Instead, she leaned over in the sofa and put her
arm up around her mother’s shoulder. “Mom, I just need your help on this. It
won’t be big but I have no idea where to start. You’re the expert on these
kinds of things.”
It was her mother who had organized her younger sister’s wedding,
and Kayla had been so pleased that she’d convinced Emily to take on her best
friend’s wedding, too. And their mother had loved it.
“The wedding planner will report to you, okay? Sloane says he wants
nothing to do with it, outside of showing up on the appointed day. And me,”
she raised her shoulders, “I’m hopeless with these things.”
“I know, dear.” Emily patted her leg. “You’re a corporate executive.
You’ve got a lot on your plate. Just leave everything to me.”
“And Mom,” Melanie looked at her intently, “you don’t mind that I’m
marrying the ‘enemy’?”
“Please.” Her mother rolled her eyes. “You can’t fight love,
Melanie. You fell in love and that’s all that matters to me.”
‘Fell’ was right. In love was another matter. Of course, Melanie
didn’t go there.
“Now how your father will react, that’s another story. But don’t
worry about it. I’ll take care of him.”
They’d set the date of the wedding for the week after her
thirty-fourth birthday, three months down the road, and had deliberately
planned small so that everything could be ready in time. There was no way
Melanie was going into her thirty-fourth year without being in the position to
start working on the biggest assignment of her life, her baby project. And
Sloane had agreed, thank goodness. She’d thought he would have objected to the
rush, maybe even change his mind about the whole thing, but no, he behaved like
the kind of man who, once he’d made up his mind, would go all the way.
The next few months went by with the speed of a flashflood and
before Melanie knew it, she was walking up the aisle to stand by the side of
her husband-to-be. This was all so surreal. Only months earlier she hadn’t so
much as exchanged a word with Sloane Quest and now she was about to become his
wife.
As they stood before the minister Melanie stole a glance at Sloane,
so tall and handsome standing there beside her, and she could not believe her
good fortune. A baby in her future and a desirable man to go along with it.
Was she dreaming the whole thing?
And then the minister turned his attention to her and she knew it
was all true. She, Melanie Parker, committed bachelorette and spinster, was
about to become Mrs. Sloane Quest. “Do you, Melanie Parker, take Sloane Quest
to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward,
for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”
“I do,” she squeaked, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by the enormity
of the situation. This was forever. Was she making the biggest mistake of her
life?
“And do you, Sloane Quest, take Melanie Parker to be your lawfully
wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for richer, for
poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”
“I do.” There was no hesitation in Sloane’s voice and Melanie
almost sagged with relief. At least he didn’t sound like he was regretting his
rash move.
“I now pronounce you, man and wife.”
And then, just like that, it was over and the minister was telling
Sloane he could ‘kiss the bride’.
As he turned toward her, Melanie drew in her breath and held it.
Goodness. This would be their first kiss. And they’d have to
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