Page 80 of Falling for Nicole
“Sure.”
My arse has barely touched the sofa when my phone starts ringing. Deciding I want a few minutes’ peace to enjoy my caffeine, I ignore it.
“Just answer it,” Liv says when it immediately rings again not two seconds later.
“It’s Molly.” It’s unusual for her to ring me. Curiosity has me swiping my finger across the screen to find out what she wants. “Hello?”
“Nicole, thank god. I thought I had the wrong number.”
“What’s wrong?” Her panicked voice has me sitting up straighter.
“I’m having a disaster. My best friend has gone and got herself up the duff. She’s puking every two fucking seconds and she’s just told me she doesn’t think it’s a good idea to be my bridesmaid. It’s four days before the wedding and she’s just telling me now—”
“It’ll be okay. You’ve got Emma and Lilly as bridesmaids, I’m sure they’ll do a fantastic job,” I say, trying to calm her down a little. I didn’t have Molly down as a bridezilla, but she sounds like she’s losing her mind.
“But everything’s planned with six bridesmaids, three adults and three kids. It’s important to me that I’m surrounded by people I love. My parents won’t be there so I wanted people I’ve known almost all my life to be beside me. Does that make sense?”
“More than you know,” I whisper as I imagine what my own wedding would be like without my mum by my side.
“Nicole,” she says, pulling me from my thoughts. “Will you be my third bridesmaid?”
“What? Me?”
“Yes, you. You’re almost as much as a sister to me as Emma and Lilly. Our childhoods were spent together. Please, Nic,” she begs.
“I…uh…”
“Please. The dress is all ready, you’re the same size so I know it’ll fit perfectly, but I can send it down and I’ll pay for any alterations. Please.”
“Okay, I guess,” I say quietly, because how am I meant to say no to that?
Liv’s eyes are on me throughout the entire conversation. She must be able to pick up on what’s going on, but she still looks intrigued to know more.
“Did Molly just ask you to be bridesmaid?”
“Yeah, I think she did. Her friend’s got bad morning sickness and has pulled out at the last minute.”
“The dresses are gorgeous, have you seen them?”
“No, I don’t know anything about the wedding, really.”
“Mum sent me a photo. They’re a gorgeous dusky pink, full length and off the shoulder. The dress every bridesmaid dreams about but hardly ever has the luck to actually wear. I’m kind of jealous.”
“Let’s go to the beach,” I suddenly suggest, jumping up from the sofa.
Both of us gather some stuff together before we lock up and walk down towards the ocean. It’s not the best day we’ve had weather-wise since I’ve moved here, but it’s perfect for the beach, as it won’t be packed with tourists.
We find ourselves a spot on the sand and lay out our towels. Liv strips down to her bikini and I pull my vest off over my head, but leave my shorts on. I’m already covered head to toe in the highest sun lotion I can find, so it’s not like I need to worry about getting a tan, unlike Liv with her golden skin.
“Is that Dec?” she asks, pointing out to sea.
Following her finger, I see him walking out towards the water with a board under his arm. “Yep, that’s him.”
“I could really do with a surfer right about now,” she admits, resting back on her elbows to enjoy the view. I follow her lead and allow my eyes to roam over his toned, tanned skin.
“So what’s the story with BJ and Liam?” she tries to ask in a casual manner, but after witnessing both of their attention to her last night, I think it’s anything but.
“BJ makes out like he’s a bit of a player, but he’s got a heart of gold. And Liam…I don’t really know much about him. He’s the quiet one out of the three of them. He mostly keeps himself to himself. I think he’s single; no one’s ever mentioned a girlfriend.
