Page 18 of Beyond Perfect

“Open. That’s more expensive. I can pay for all this.”

“No, Diego’s father wanted to, too. But everybody will pitch in. Attendants and the bride’s family always foot the bill.”

He didn’t argue.

“Do we need a seating chart?” she asked.

“How many people will be there?”

“Her two sisters and their husbands, her Mom and Dad, his mother and three sisters and their husbands. I doubt Will Kirkland can come.”

“I thought he’d be best man instead of me.”

“He’s just been appointed to the PPD so he couldn’t get away.”

“The Protective Presidentail Detail? Wow. He’s young for that. Good for him. Who are the ushers?”

“Joe Romano. And my brother Caleb. He and Diego got close while he was dealing all that stuff that went down in the department.”

“All right. Do we give toasts?”

“At the wedding, so you should work on yours. But someone should say something at this dinner the night before. Maybe Annie’s Dad. I’ll ask her about that.”

“Anything else?”

“Wine. I don’t know much about that.”

“I do. Is the menu all Italian?”

“Yes.”

“Red then. I’ll come up with something.”

She sighed. “I think that’s it.”

He leaned back in the chair.

She studied him. “Do you wear those designer shirts all the time?

“Mostly.”

“The forest green brings out your eyes.”

“I guess it does. I like nice things, Maisy. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“I’m sorry if I implied there was.” She blew out a heavy breath. “We’re always at each other’s throat.”

“I know. We’ve got to stop it. Are you angry that I wouldn’t forgive one of Frankie’s demerits?”

“I don’t agree with you, but I’m not angry. You want to protect Pathways.”

“I do.”

She gathered her tablet and stood.

He said, “Let me know if there’s anything more I have to do.”

She stared at him.

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