Page 20 of Until You

Chapter Seven

Late Saturday afternoon, Lanie groaned when her phone dinged with another text. Britt was driving her crazy.

Don’t forget we’re meeting at seven!

As though she could forget. How many brides had a full wedding attire photo shoot one month before their wedding? This was the fifth reminder in the past three hours. But this was only the beginning. There were three more photo shoots after this one, along with several other bridal party activities.

“I really liked the last interview. Patricia,” Stephanie said as she tapped on her tablet. “She has experience as a manager and she seems eager. What did you think?”

Lanie sent a quick text to Brittany—Thanks for letting me know that the time hasn’t changed. AGAIN—then she glanced at her assistant. “It’s my crazy cousin.”

“The one who suggested I take her yoga class? She didn’t seem that crazy.”

“She’s getting married. That’s clue enough that she’s crazy, don’t you think? Not to mention that she’s having multiple photo shoots before the wedding. Remember?”

“You’re going to the Nelson-Atkins Art Museum tonight, right?”

“Yeah, we’re taking photos in front of the giant badminton birdies.”

Stephanie looked her up and down. “You’ve been in a weird mood since you came back from meeting your cousin’s fiancé yesterday. What happened?”

Lanie scrunched her nose. “What are you talking about? I’m fine.”

Stephanie tilted her head and studied her. “No. You’re not. You met a guy.”

Lanie froze. Was she that transparent? “What? Why would you think that?”

Stephanie’s eyes lit up. “You’re hiding something. Spill it.”

Dammit.Stephanie had been fishing, and Lanie had fallen for it. “There’s nothing to tell.” There was no way she was going to tell Stephanie about her run-in with Tyler…For some reason, knowing his name only increased her interest. She reminded herself that she was far too busy to get involved with some self-centered guy who was interested in a quick lay…but when she thought about it, she wondered what the downside of that would be. Maybe that’s what she needed to distract herself from her current career crisis.

“Lanie, we’ve worked together for five years,” Stephanie said with a grin. “I know when you’re lying. Now, what happened yesterday?”

“Isn’t our next interview in five minutes?”

“Plenty of time to tell me about your guy.”

Steph could be relentless when she wanted to be. Better to throw her a bone and get her off the scent. “I already told you. I took my contract to Randy for him to look it over.”

Rolling her eyes, Stephanie put her hand on her hip. “Is that the best you can do?

What could she tell her? Then it hit her. “Aiden’s coming to town. He wants to go out tomorrow afternoon.”

“A date? I thought you two were just friends.”

“We are…It’s just a Royals game. He said he needed to talk to me about something.”

Stephanie frowned. “Sounds ominous.”

“I know.”

Lanie’s phone rang. She was trying to decide if she was going to send Britt to voice mail when she saw the California number and cringed. “Shit. It’s Eve.”

Worry filled Stephanie’s eyes. “Why would she be calling on a Saturday afternoon?”

Lanie gave her a wry look. “You’re one to talk. We’re working at four on a Saturday afternoon.” She walked to back of their rented office space and answered. “Hello, Eve.”

“I don’t like what I’m hearing, Lanie.”

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