being married there, do it and ignore the size.”
Chase and his mother looked at each other. Grace smiled. “I always dreamed of seeing all my
boys getting married there. Trey and Bryce did. I always hoped you and Joel would as well.”
Sabrina twisted her fingers together.
“They don’t normally do weddings on Mondays,” Sylvia said. “But I’m sure they’ll make an
exception for your family.”
Sabrina glanced at Chase. He squeezed her hand and smiled. “You’ll love it.”
Sylvia tapped her tablet and held it out for Sabrina to see a photo of the most beautiful building
she’d ever seen. The outside was a mix of light and dark stone with many arched windows and
doorways and spires. Inside was hard to see, but the decorated wooden walls and stained-glass
windows made Sabrina sigh. “Beautiful.”
“Wait ’til you see it in person.” Chase squeezed her shoulder.
The excitement in his eyes made her glad they would be able to get married there.
“How many people are you thinking?” Sylvia asked.
Chase scrunched his face. “My guys, Jayson, Liz and Jon, my brothers and wives, Richard,
Kathy . . . and associates.” Chase was quiet for a moment. “Twenty to twenty-five, I think.”
Grace put her hand on Sylvia’s arm. “We need to keep this a complete secret until after.”
“I understand,” Sylvia said with a nod. “I’ll be sure to keep the media from finding out.”
“Thank you,” Grace said.
“Attendants?” Sylvia asked.
Chase shrugged. “Probably just one each. Otherwise, there would be no guests.” He looked at
Sabrina. “Is that okay?”
“Like a bridesmaid?”
He nodded.
“Who would I choose?”
“What about Liz? I’m sure she’d love to be asked.”
She smiled at the idea. “Okay.”
Sylvia tapped on her tablet, studying it with narrowed eyes, then looked up. “Do you have a
preference for music?”
Sabrina glanced at Chase and shrugged.