“Now, let’s truly get started. Wedding planning it is.”
Caleb moved over, and I took the seat next to him. I could have lied and said that it was the only seat available, but it wasn’t. I just wanted to sit near him, and a maid of honor should be sitting next to the best man, right? Of course, that wasn’t the case either. It was because I wanted to. Maybe this could be part of my plan. The one that didn’t actually exist yet.
“Let’s make sure that Zoey gets something to eat first.”
Lacey frowned. “Why didn’t you eat before you came? Or you should have come on time and had tea with us. Caleb had tea.”
I looked over at Caleb and grinned. “You had tea?”
“I like Earl Grey. Hot.”
I snorted. “Okay, Jean-Luc.”
“See, I always knew you were my friend for a reason. Star Trek jokes and a healthy appetite.”
My brows rose, but then I didn’t really know what to say to that as my mother handed me a glass of iced tea and a plate of sandwiches.
“I know you’re not a huge fan of tea all the time, so I didn’t bother heating any up. I can if you want.”
I shook my head. “No, I had green tea earlier, but I could really use the caffeine in this. Don’t go to any more trouble. Thank you.” I set everything down on the coffee table and started munching as Lacey began.
“Okay, troops, this is the point of progress for the day.”
I risked a glance at Caleb. I had to look away quickly as his lips started to twitch.
I would not laugh. But seriously, troops? Yeah, this was going to be an interesting day.
“So, John really wanted to be here, but he’s working, though it’s fine, I’ll put everything up on the planning page for him so he knows what’s going on.”
“Good, that means I won’t have to try and remember everything.”
Lacey glared at Caleb for that comment before she smiled sweetly. “I hope you remember anyway. That way, you can be a springboard for any questions he has.”
“I would assume that would be a job for you,” Caleb retorted, and I just kept eating, not wanting to be a part of this. It was quite hilarious watching someone actually stand up to Lacey during the wedding process.
“We can all work together. That’s why we’re here, after all. And now that everybody’s here on time, we can truly begin.”
I ignored that little swipe because, frankly, I had been on time. The time that had been listed up until two this morning.
“Okay, so we need to go over when the fitting times will be, as well as the wedding reception, and the rehearsal.”
“Am I supposed to be taking notes?” Caleb asked.
Lacey’s eyes widened, and my mother opened her mouth to speak, but I shoved a piece of sandwich right into Caleb’s mouth before he could say anything else.
“Eat that and take notes.” He glared at me and chewed. “I know this is a lot of estrogen for you, but you can get it done.”
He swallowed hard and then kept his gaze on me as he reached over and took the tea from the table. He drank it, not even asking if he could have any of my drink.
I did not know why that was so damn sexy. I was losing my mind.
“Do I need paper?”
“Use your tablet,” I ground out.
He raised a brow and took another sip of my tea before setting the glass down and picking up his tablet. “Okay, then, let me know what I can do.”
“You’re going to regret saying that,” I whispered, and I knew my mother had heard. Thankfully, she didn’t say anything, because Lacey had begun again.