CURSING HER FUTURE HUSBAND
Five weeks later, Angel boarded the Bond Jet at Logan Airport.
Somehow she was getting married in two days in the Bahamas.
Yep, money talks.
“Are you ready for this?” her mother asked.
“Not like I can change my mind,” she said, smiling.
“Of course you can,” her mother said. “No one is forcing you. Are you really unhappy and don’t want to?”
“I want to,” she said, looking at her future husband talking to his brothers. No big wedding. Immediate family only. Parents and siblings and no one else.
It was probably better this way.
Most of the extended Bond family knew about her relationship with Coy. Very few knew about the baby. Plenty were going to be shocked when they found out about the marriage too.
Then they wouldn’t be once they learned all the facts.
Not even anyone in the office knew what was going on. Only that she and Coy were going out of town for a family event and the office was closed half a day today and a full day tomorrow.
Spencer and her parents flew in last night so there were no worries they’d miss the private four-hour flight.
“Then relax and enjoy this. You don’t even have to worry about your wedding gown not fitting.”
“Good point,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m taking this big wedding away from you and Dad.”
“We don’t care about that,” her mother said. “I’m more concerned about you feeling as if you didn’t get what you wanted.”
“I’ve never been one that liked all that much attention on me. I’m okay with this.”
Coy took care of everything. All the arrangements. He gave her options and she picked from his options, then Helena and her mother did the rest. She said she wanted to be surprised just like everything else that seemed to be happening in her life.
“We are all thrilled,” her mother said. “We really are, but it’s more important to us that you’re happy.”
“I’m going to enjoy myself and everyone else should too. We all get a mini vacation. Spencer needs it.”
“I think he does too,” her mother said. “Go sit by your future husband.”
She moved over to where Coy was sitting and seated herself by him. Amanda looked uncomfortable and was due in six weeks. She thought for sure Amanda would opt out of coming, but her doctor told her she was safe to travel.
It was nice talking to Amanda some and she did get to see what to expect. Not always pleasant either.
But nothing she could do about it.
“How are you feeling?” Coy asked when she sat down.
“Fine,” she said.
“You’ve been tired a lot,” he said.
“Which is normal. I’ve got more energy in the second trimester now. I don’t know that I’d want to do this later in the pregnancy.”
“Then it’s perfect timing,” he said, holding her hand.
“Sure,” she said. “It is.”