Ronnie gave her head a shake and tucked her phone in her back pocket just as Bailey reached her. “You’re up, lady.”
Bailey handed Ronnie a pale pink gown that looked like something straight out of the Barbie movie.
Bailey winked. “Just your style.”
“Right? I love pink. And heels.” She managed to keep a straight face.
Bailey studied the dress critically. “It’s just missing some sequins.”
They both burst out laughing, but Margot rushed over with wide eyes. “What are you doing? You’re supposed to be trying on your dress!”
Ronnie smothered her smile and shared one last look with Bailey before following Margot toward the dressing rooms.
Margot shoved her into a narrow stall and closed the door shut behind her. It was so small, and the skirt of the dress was sooo big. “I feel like I’m in a tomb.”
She heard a snort come from the other side of the thin door, and then Bailey’s voice followed. “If getting in and out of that sucker is a life-or-death matter, just give me a holler.”
Ronnie grinned and started shedding her clothes. “Thanks. And thanks for coming today. I appreciate it.”
“Are you kidding? This is good practice.”
Ronnie stilled. “Wait a sec. Did you and Drew?—”
“No!” Bailey sounded like she was trying not to laugh. “Not yet. But…we’ve been talking.”
“Wow. That’s big.”
Bailey murmured an agreement. “It is, but it also…feels right, you know?”
Now it was Ronnie’s turn to murmur something vague. Did she know? Not really. Not personally. She’d never even had a proper boyfriend, let alone considered attaching herself to a dude for the rest of her life.
And then…
Just like that.
There he was. Dallas freakin’ King with his smirk and his sexy beard and his broad shoulders and?—
Ugh.She slapped a hand over her eyes.
This was stupid. And sonotlike her. She clearly had too much time on her hands if her brain was going all soft and gooey over a guy who she couldn’t possibly have a crush on.
She couldn’t. For many reasons, not the least of which was that she didn’t have time for that sort of thing. Not with her career, which kept her traveling and training all year round. It was no wonder she’d never had a serious relationship. How could she with the kind of life she led? There wasn’t room tocommit to another person the way she needed to. It was just easier to stay single.
And not only that—this was Dallas. Bailey’s twin. A guy she’d known all her life. Talk about complicated.
And then there was the fact that she was so not the kind of woman he’d want. She remembered hearing all about his ex. The woman he almost married by the sounds of it.
The way Bailey had described her…
It had been instantly clear that if Dallas were to choose between her and, say…Margot, her sister would be the winner in a landslide.
And then there was Bailey. Her friend. Friends were something she didn’t have many of in her life, and it was something she wasn’t willing to lose.
She could only imagine the fallout if she told Bailey,“By the way, I’ve fallen for your brother. No, not the one you adore, not the one you never see, but the one who drives you absolutely crazy. Yeah, him. We cool?”
Ugh! Bailey would sonotbe cool.
Which means there would be no falling of any kind.