Page 79 of Unwrapping Romance

I handed Gabriela her wine while Sierra set the food on the table.

“Did you cook all of this, Sierra?”

“Uh, no. I wish I could say I did, but I don’t cook.”

“So, Jack. Why is your assistant here? Are the two of you involved?”

“No, Dad.”

“They sleep in the same bed,” Ellie said.

“Really?” His brow arched at me.

“She’s helping me with Ellie until I can find a nanny.”

“I see she’s going above and beyond her job as an assistant,” he said.

“Can we not talk about this now.” I sighed.

“I hear you’re getting married on New Year’s Eve in Spain,” Sierra said. “It must be beautiful there.”

“It is.” Gabriela smiled. “But, there has been a recent change in events.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“We’ve canceled the wedding in Spain and decided to get married here in New York instead,” my father spoke.

I nearly choked on my food.

“What? Why?”

“Because I want my son as my best man, and I know damn well you’re not going anywhere for New Year’s Eve and you won’t come to Spain.”

Churning started in the pit of my stomach as I set my fork down and picked up my drink.

“Oh?” Sierra said. “How are you getting married here on such short notice? I’m sure no venues are available this time of year.”

“I’m good friends with the owner of The Pierre, and he was happy to accommodate us in the Cotillion Ballroom. The wedding will consist of two hundred people.”

“And how the hell did you pull that off already from Spain?” I asked.

“When you’re in love, magic happens.” He smiled as he leaned over and kissed Gabriela’s cheek.

I wanted to vomit.

“What about the fabric for the tablecloths you said you were flying here to get?”

“I simply used that as an excuse because we wanted to tell you in person.”

“Gabriela, I can’t imagine you’re happy about this,” I said. “What about your family and friends in Spain?”

“I’ve rented a private jet and flying them all here for the wedding. I’ve also reserved all of their rooms at The Pierre,” my father said. “We had appointments today with the florist and the lady who will be doing our cake.”

“What about a wedding dress?” Sierra asked.

“I already have one and have brought it with me.” Gabriela smiled.

“So, where are the two of you staying until the wedding?” I asked.

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