Chapter Sixteen
Lanie watched Tyler walk down the bridge, grateful for the reprieve to catch her breath. Good Lord, she’d been about to toss caution to the wind and throw herself at him. The police officer had saved the day.
“He’s an attorney, you know,” Celesta said behind Lanie.
Lanie gave her a tight smile as the woman walked next to her. “So I’ve heard.”
Celesta leaned closer. “He’s down there with Randy arguing for our rights. It’s heroic, don’t you think?”
Lanie was pretty sure heroic didn’t describe someone convincing a police officer not to hand out a fine, but then a quick glance to Holly made her reevaluate. It might be heroic if it kept the wedding planner from having a stroke.
Randy and Tyler stood next to each other talking to the police officer, gesturing toward Holly and the bridge.
“They work together, you know,” Celesta continued. “In the same law firm.”
“Really?” Lanie tried to keep the interest out of her voice, then felt stupid that she hadn’t put it together. She’d seen Tyler at the coffee shop in Randy’s building. But in her defense, when she’d looked at the directory in the lobby, she’d seen that the office building housed seven law firms.
Celesta moved closer and gave her a condescending look. “I saw the way you were looking at him, but you really shouldn’t waste your time.”
Lanie fought a grin. “Really? Why’s that?”
“Britt says he’s taking a break from women, but I know Tyler. He doesn’t take breaks from women. After so many months, he’s going to be starving. And I plan to be there—lying out on the buffet table when he decides it’s time to eat again. He’s had me once.” She winked. “So he knows how good it is.”
Lanie would have laughed if she hadn’t been disgusted by the image in her head. “There are probably health codes prohibiting that kind of thing.” Lanie plastered on a smile. “But lucky for you, Tyler’s an attorney. Why don’t we ask him?”
Celesta leaned closer and gave her a warning look. “Just stay out of my way.” Then she walked down the bridge toward Holly and Brittany.
Wow.So Celesta was another of Tyler’s crazy exes. How many did he have?
The police officer said something to Holly, then shook Randy and Tyler’s hands before he headed back to the parking lot.
“Misunderstanding,” Randy said as he came back onto the bridge. “But we’re good.”
“We have a few more shots, if you’re up to it,” Holly said, looking relieved and exhausted.
Everyone agreed, and Holly conferred with Brittany about what to do next.
Tyler walked toward Lanie, and she gave him credit for looking nonchalant. He stood next to her, keeping a respectable distance, but he turned his back to everyone and gave her a sexy smile.
“Someone thinks you’re a hero,” she teased. “Your admirer.”
The hopeful look on his face fell. “You mean Celesta.”
“You two had a thing.”
“Lanie…”
“I don’t care.” She chuckled when she saw the surprise on his face. “Hey, I know you’ve been around, and I know it’s in the past.” She paused. “It is in the past, right?”
“Distant past.”
“How distant.”
“Four years.”
“Okay.”
Holly set them up in their next pose, and Lanie whispered, “Any more crazy exes I should know about?”