Page 42 of The Bull Rider & the Wedding Planner

Chapter

Fifteen

Cassie didn’t getmuch sleep Friday night. She couldn’t have cared less. She and Easton laughed over nothing and exchanged longing looks throughout breakfast. Presley told them they were ‘weirdos’ and they laughed harder.

The family luncheon went great. The food Mama Millie and Mama Ivy had prepared was savory, fresh, and plentiful. The house was bursting at the seams with the Coleville, Lillywhite, and Chevron families, but everyone was happy and the brides and grooms were glowing. Cassie thought she was glowing as well. She and Easton got some very interested looks, but only Daisy cornered her and demanded to know what was going on. Cassie only smiled and said she was in love. Then Easton rescued her and proved they were in love until Daisy cried out that she believed them and ran off.

Cassie and Easton went to the church early, with two of Aiden Porter’s bodyguards in tow. The guards reminded herthat Baxter was still out there somewhere, but Cassie didn’t feel fear with Easton by her side.

Mama Millie and Papa Jared had kept Presley with them. Of course it wasn’t official, but she already knew those two would be the most involved, kind, and fun-loving grandparents anyone could ask for.

She dealt with some last-minute details and snuck some kisses with Easton in the bride’s room. The church was beautiful with red and white flowers, garlands, and sprays adorning any spot that could hold them. Artificial pine trees glowed with a myriad of lights and the sun shining through the stained glass only added to the beauty.

The brides and grooms arrived, not holding to the tradition of not seeing the bride before the wedding. Miles and Clint both attempted to pin Easton down with their blue eyes. He just grinned at them and winked at Cassie. Cassie helped the brides get ready, along with Daisy and Rose and Eva’s sisters. Daisy had begged her not to be escorted by Houston, her lifelong crush, as a bridesmaid. Cassie was confused but she had no time to question her friend.

The family convened at the church at three-thirty, and by four the pews were bursting with the town of Coleville, extended family, and friends the likes of Aiden and Chalisa Porter, Cade and Jacey Oliver Miller, Hays and Elizabeth Oliver West, Quaid and Anna Raven, and Jarom Love and his beautiful brunette bodyguard slash girlfriend.

The media waited outside. The actress Eva Chevron’s wedding and the illustrious crowd was big news.

Cassie’s stomach tingled with nerves, but she was an expert wedding planner and knew exactly what needed to be done at each moment. She was too busy sending everyone off and making certain everything was in perfect order to sit through the weddings, but she did sneak in the backdoor for the vows and shed some happy tears. Presley seemed content sitting on Mama Millie’s lap.

She also couldn’t take her eyes off one particularly handsome groomsman, grinning and winking at her and looking irresistible in his dark gray Love Design Wear suit. Apparently Jarom Love was a close family friend and had them all fitted for suits and sent them as a gift.

It was intriguing that she’d left Coleville to find her dreams and notoriety as a wedding planner. This wedding would be bigger as far as publicity went than any event she’d done. She was grateful it was going smoothly for these couples she cared deeply for, and she appreciated the exposure, but she was obsessed with spending more time alone with Easton and Presley. She was already planning a cozy evening with Easton after Presley fell asleep. She wouldn’t give up her career—she still loved what she did—but she would adapt it to stay close to him.

The vows finished and the handsome grooms kissed their beautiful brides amidst cheering. They walked down the aisle. Cassie rushed to make sure the skirts fanned appropriately for the photos and they were ready to face the media waiting outside. The church doors flung open and the happy couples walked confidently down the steps, arm in arm, all smiles, to the waiting limousines. The media went insane snapping photos, but thankfully no questions or comments were flung at the brides and grooms to interrupt their day.

Cassie felt an enormous sense of pride. This was a job well done.

An arm wrapped around her waist as she stood back from the door and watched the happy couples depart. She smelled her favorite mouth-watering mix of mint, citrus, and pine as shemelted into Easton’s side. Gazing up into his blue eyes, she whispered, “I can hardly wait for our wedding day.”

His eyes grew smoldering, and he lowered his head closer to hers. “What do you say we elope like Walker and Marci? New Year’s?”

Heat rushed through her at the idea of marrying Easton so soon. Eloping would be incredible because they’d be together sooner, but she couldn’t possibly commit such a travesty. “Did you really just ask a wedding planner to elope?”

He chuckled and softly kissed her. “After I make you soar to heaven with my incredible proposal, what do you say we plan the most elaborate wedding of the century?”

“That’s better, love.”

He laughed and hugged her.

She glanced around. People were pouring out the doors after the brides and grooms. The caterers were set and Clint’s house was decorated like a Christmas wonderland. She’d supervised via video chats and laughed as Clint groaned. She’d be busy at the party making sure everything went smoothly, but she could enjoy some time with Easton and Presley.

“Where’s Presley?” Panic tightened her chest as she spotted Papa Jared helping Mama Millie into his truck. Security guards were everywhere, but she knew firsthand how sneaky Baxter was. He could be hiding as a cameraman. She studied the paparazzi but didn’t see him.

“Walker and Marci have her.”

That made her relax.

“Okay. Let’s find them and get over to Clint’s. I’m still on the job.”

“Your wish is my command, my sweetbut sassy Cass.” He took her hand, kissed it, and tugged her against the flow of people and into the church.

They talked with some friends and family members and finally found Presley, happy as a clam in Walker’s arms.

“I love me Uncle Walker and Auntie Marci,” Presley informed them as soon as they reached them.

“Somebody’s jumping the gun,” Cassie teased, giving Easton a warning look.

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