Page 5 of David's Proposal

In fact, I’m on a light diet… that has nothing to do with David but my dress.

No more David.

Or I’ll have to come clean to her that her unscrupulous flower girl fucked her future husband’s business partner.

Oh… I hope David is not Ed’s best man.

He can’t be.

“Who is Ed’s best man?” I find myself asking.

Chewing on her food, she runs a napkin over her lips.

The soft paper soaks up a few drops of bright red tomato sauce.

“Is that what made you smile? My wedding?”

“No, no… No way I was thinking about your wedding.”

She searches my eyes.

“Your wedding wouldn’t make me smile,” I comment.

“Good to know,” she says with humor in her voice.

I let out a sigh.

“I can’t get it right, can I?” I say. “I was thinking about my hair.”

“I like your hair.”

“I do too. That’s why I smiled. I was so nervous that I’d get it wrong.”

“Well, you didn’t get it wrong. And Ed has two best men. How else? He couldn’t pick just one.”

“Please tell me it’s James and Lex.”

Her eyebrows go up.

“Who else could it be?”

“No one else, of course. That’s what I thought.”

Nerves thread through my laugh, and my voice isn’t as steady and calm as I would like it to be.

Fortunately, Thea moves on.

“How is Chloe?” she asks.

“Chloe?” I murmur, and for a moment, I experience swirling panic again.

Yeah…

What about Chloe?

I’ve only heard from her once.

She called me on Monday.

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