Page 103 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

Without her.

“Guess I’ll walk down the aisle by myself.”

“What did Duke say?” Jewel asked.

“He’s angry that they haven’t replied to my messages. But as he said, it’s kind of expected. And he’s right. Not sure why I’m so hurt. I guess there’s just been a lot lately . . . you know, I might get another drink.” She jumped up, ignoring the way her head swum and grabbed another cocktail before going to the balcony to look at the dancers below.

It was easy to spot her friends since they were in a bubble.

She noticed Dahlia gesturing something while her bodyguard shook his head.

“Wonder what that’s about?” Livvy said, coming up beside her.

Then Emme and Tabby linked their hands together in front of them.

“I think Dahlia wants to run and jump into their arms,” Sunny said with a giggle.

“Oh, Lord.” Livvy laughed and shook her head. “And I thought my brothers were trouble.”

“I think Dahlia and Emme together are trouble with a capital T.”

Livvy leaned into her, looking around. “Have you heard from him?”

“From who?” Sunny gave her a curious look.

“The Fox.”

“Livvy,” she said warningly. “It’s best not to talk about him.”

“I know some of the others believe that he betrayed Markovich. Others are on the fence. But I don’t believe he’d do that, and I know you don’t either.”

Sunny sucked in a breath. “You don’t?”

“Nope. But whatever is going on with him, there’s not a thing any of us can do. And while I don’t really know him, I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t want you to worry over him, right?”

No, he wouldn’t. He’d think that was a ridiculous waste of time.

Sunny nodded. “You’re right.”

“This is your hen’s night. Your wedding. You shouldn’t let anyone, not absent parents or . . . or . . .”

“An assassin fairy godfather?” she suggested.

“Right. Don’t let them take away from what should be a really happy time.”

“When did you get so wise?”

“Girl, I’ve always been wise.” Livvy bumped into her. “Looks like Dahlia’s given up.”

“Probably just as well. I’m sure her bodyguard doesn’t want to explain how she got hurt on his watch,” Sunny replied.

“Wanna go dance again?”

Sunny sucked down her drink. “Uh-huh.”

“Uh, you might want to go easy on those. They’re strong . . . oh, heck no.” Livvy leaned over so far that Sunny grabbed at her, worried that she was going to fall. “What are they doing here?”

“Who?” Sunny asked, trying to see where she was looking.

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