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use the gazebo.”
    “That’s exactly why I can’t use it for my own wedding.”
    She turned to look at the gazebo through the windows of the main hall, and that was when RJ saw the faintly dark smudges beneath her eyes.
    “What’s going on, Rose?” RJ asked again in a gentle voice, hoping that he’d get a better answer this time. “The gazebo was one of the first things that you settled on for the wedding.”
    “Well, maybe that’s what’s wrong then,” Rose countered. “Maybe it was just a stupid decision that I made far too early.”
    “Tell me why you’ve changed your mind. I know you wouldn’t change your whole wedding over nothing.”
    “It’s…it’s Donovan’s mother. She was at my bridal shower, and doesn’t much care for gazebos. So it has to come down, and we need to think of something else.”
    “She told you this?”
    He wasn’t sure which part he had a harder time believing, that Donovan’s mother would try to change the whole wedding around at the last minute, or that Rose would go along with it. Although actually, if Donovan’s mother was anything like her son, it wasn’t too hard to believe that she would try to interfere with what Rose wanted.
    “She didn’t say it, exactly,” Rose said. “But it was pretty clear. She was telling me about how old fashioned it was, and — ” She cut herself off with a sigh. “None of those details matter, RJ. What matters is that I’m not having my wedding under that. I mean, I’m a wedding planner. What will it look like if I do something so out of date? So quaint and precious ? I need you to get rid of it.”
    RJ normally didn’t like to refuse Rose anything. Before now, he’d helped her switch around details of entire weddings, he’d helped her to clear up after the weddings when almost none of the others had stuck around, he’d put together impossible wedding setups, like the Gone-With-The-Wind theme for the multiple Banning weddings, had taken over flower arranging duties when Phoebe had been trying to figure out her relationship with Patrick, and even made sure Rose had gotten home after a rare night of over-imbibing with Anne.
    But this?
    He wasn’t sure he could do this, not when he knew how much pain it would cause her to give up her dream wedding.
    “Why do you care what Donovan’s hoity-toity mother thinks?” he asked. “This is your wedding, and it should be exactly how you want it to be, rather than how she wants it. What did your mother think about you changing your wedding plans?”
    “I haven’t told her yet.” Rose lifted her chin as she faced him. “But it doesn’t matter what she thinks, because I don’t want the gazebo anymore.”
    “I don’t believe you.”
    She whirled then, going for the small toolbox that he always kept in the storage closet. “If you won’t do it, I’ll do it myself.”
    She came out with a hammer, heading for the door. He stepped in her way.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Get out of my way.” When he didn’t move, she reiterated every word with increasing volume…and desperation. “Get. Out. Of. My. Way!”
    RJ reached out to catch hold of her wrists. He wasn’t going to let her destroy the gazebo just like that.
    He held her there, their torsos brushing close to one another, their lips with just the briefest space between them.
    Closing that gap was all he’d wanted to do ever since their Valentine’s Day kiss. If only he’d asked Rose out before Donovan had, things would have been so different. He was sure of it.
    He’d spent so much time trying not to get in the way, trying to do the right thing. But none of that changed how much he wanted her right now.
    And it never would.
    “RJ,” Rose said, her chest heaving against his as she tried to catch her breath, “I can’t do this.”
    “Donovan doesn’t deserve you.” Those words were out before he could stop them. He wasn’t even sure that he wanted to stop them anymore. “Rose, from the moment I first saw you, I