Raelyn placed her planner in front of her on the counter and opened it, pulling out the sketches she did last night when she couldn’t sleep. She unfolded the pages, and Isla leaned over to look at them. Raelyn pointed at the first sketch. “It’s the old barn on Beaver Creek, and I want to keep the theme very rustic yet chic and elegant. There’s a huge doorway to enter the barn, so I was thinking of really showcasing the entrance and having people stop in their tracks before they even enter.”

“I’m with you.”

“I want to drape two large white curtains and have some sort of greenery draped along the edges of it. I found some pictures online.” Raelyn flipped to the back of her planner and handed Isla the pictures she snagged off of Pinterest. “Then for the tables, I thought flower boxes or mason jars.”

“I like the flower box idea. Plus, I can keep the arrangements low, so that way people can see people on the other side of the table.”

“That’s a great point. Those over-the-top arrangements are beautiful, but super inconvenient when trying to create an intimate setting.”

“Exactly. With the flower boxes, I can create something just as beautiful and stunning but keep the space open. What color linens are you doing?”

“White. Simple and classic.”

“Perfect. That will help the flowers pop and also not compete with them.”

“My thoughts, too. Now outside the doors, I’m going to bring in wine barrels and some crates and will need arrangements for that as well.”

“I just came across an arrangement that I think would be perfect for this wedding, and I’ve been dying to put my spin on it.” Isla grabbed her cell phone and started scrolling. “Here.” She angled her phone to Raelyn. “What do you think of something like this?”

Raelyn’s eyes widened at the perfection of the arrangement. She wasn’t exactly sure what it was. It looked like straw wrapped around blush-colored roses, pampas grass, eucalyptus and baby breath wrapped with a single piece of burlap ribbon. “This is it.”

“I can customize it and include more greenery to pull in the entrance piece.”

“I trust you.” Raelyn was a take charge kind of person and preferred to do things herself to know they’d be done right, but Isla was a master when it came to flowers, so Raelyn would let her do her thing, knowing she had nothing to worry about.

“Awesome. When do you need everything by?”

“The wedding is next Saturday. Do you think we can get all the flowers set up that morning before the wedding starts at noon?”

“Absolutely.”

“This is why you’re the best.”

Raelyn went to agree when her phone vibrated in her bag. She fished it out and answered.

“Please tell me everything is set, and my wedding is not going to be an absolute disaster,” Nicole’s worried voice boomed through the phone.

Raelyn nodded, a smile pulling wide across her face. “I am speaking with the florist at this very moment, and you are just going to love what we came up with. Seriously, you will die of happiness.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. If you’re not busy, why don’t you meet me at the barn on Beaver Creek. I can bring you inside and go over my entire vision to create your dream wedding.”

“That would be amazing. It’s better than sitting around the house freaking out. Honestly, I am lucky I’m a teacher, and I have summers off. I couldn’t imagine going through this and also working. I’d lose my mind.”

“Not necessary. I told you I would have it all under control, and I do. Meet me in a half hour, and you’ll see. I’ll bring coffee.”

“Great. I’ll see you there.”

Raelyn ended the call and smiled. “And that is how it’s done.”

Isla slow clapped, and Raelyn rolled her eyes at the lackluster effort.

“You can’t give it to me, can you?”

“Someone has to keep you grounded.”

At Isla’s words, Ryder’s face popped into Raelyn’s mind. She had someone new in her life who was taking on that role and doing too good of a job. Maybe he would be at the barn when she stopped by. Not that she cared if he was, but if he saw how excited her client was, maybe and just maybe, he would see turning his barn into a permanent venue location was the best idea she ever had.