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didn’t understand subtlety, that’s for sure. He had mentioned the King’s marriage for the very reason that it hadn’t worked out, and yet that one had gone right over Nikki’s head, and now Suzanne was pissed off at having to do this kind of wedding.
    She wasn’t even hiding it very well, and that worried Ryder. He didn’t want her to lose a client before her business even got off the ground. The media attention from this wedding would bring in a lot of future brides for Suzanne and he knew she was counting on that.
    “You ready to go?” Ty asked him, swiping the half-empty case of beer and tucking it under his arm.
    “You all go ahead. I’m going to help Suzanne clean up.”
    “Uh-huh.” Ty shot a look over at Suzanne, who was stomping around her dining room gathering up dirty paper napkins and tossing them in an empty pizza box. “Have fun with that.”
    “Hit the road, McCordle.”
    Elec was in the doorway. “How are you going to get your car?”
    “Suz can drive me to it.”
    A snort came up from Suzanne, but Ryder gave the guys a reassuring smile. “See you later.”
    They left, and Ty pulled the door closed behind himself, murmuring, “Good luck, man. Call if you need help getting to the ER.”
    “Go away.” Ryder sped up the process of closing the door, nearly taking off Ty’s foot. He did not want Suzanne to hear Ty’s ribbing.
    “Let me get that stuff, babe,” he told her. “I’m the one who ordered the pizza.” The whole reason for the guys being at this meeting had been pointless, and he’d been hungry. It had seemed like a good idea at the time until Nikki had snarled at the poor pie.
    “Yes, you did.” Suzanne whipped a balled-up napkin down on the table and stood up. “Why are you even in this wedding, by the way?”
    “Strickland asked me.” Ryder went in the kitchen and pulled a clean trash bag out from under Suzanne’s sink. He flicked it open and started shoving pizza boxes in it. “This will be a good thing for your business, you know. With all of us drivers in the wedding party, there will be media buzz. Which means people will see your name and your work. You’ll have clients from here to the next decade.”
    She gave him the look, the one that made his nuts want to withdraw back into his body.
    “Who exactly is going to want to hire me after they see this mascara-laden paper bell wedding from hell?”
    There really wasn’t any good answer to that.
    “Well, but—”
    Her hand shot up. “I don’t want to hear it.”
    “It’s not like—”
    “Stop talking.”
    Ryder narrowed his eyes. Damn, he hated it when she talked to him like he was a naughty child. They were divorced. He was under no obligation to put up with that.
    Wait a minute. They weren’t divorced.
    But still. That was just a technicality. Ryder crammed the rest of the trash in the bag and sealed it a little tighter and with more force than was necessary. “I didn’t think Nikki would take me serious. I was just trying to help them brainstorm, get the juices flowing, you know.”
    “She has no juices!” Suzanne shoved all the bridal magazines together on the table in a stack, her movements jerky and agitated. “That girl is so dumb, if she threw herself on the ground she’d miss.”
    Ryder blinked, then he couldn’t stop himself. He busted out laughing. “Well, that’s probably accurate.”
    “What?” She glared at him, but her lips were twitching with the urge to smile. “Don’t make me laugh. I’m determined to stay pissed off.”
    Ryder grinned, sauntering in closer to her, leaving the trash behind on the floor. “Come on, it’s not that big of a deal. Truthfully, the more over the top the wedding, the more of a news bite you’ll get.”
    “That might be true,” she said with great reluctance. “But don’t ruin my bitterness for me.”
    Ryder had moved really close to Suzanne and he could smell her perfume, could touch any part of her body with any part of his with just one