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“I have to talk to you. In private.”
“Okaaay.”
She draws the word out as she studies me with a look of concern and curiosity. We walk over to a spot under a tree, far enough away from the barn and the areas where guests are mingling around the property.
I take a deep breath and blow it out.
“You’re scaring me, Lex.”
“I’m scared to death,” I admit. “I’m madly in love with Trevor and I need to tell him.”
Laura gets the biggest smile on her face. She starts clapping her hands and letting out this high-pitched squeal that should have dogs barking for miles around.
“Oh, Lexi! This is the best! The best!”
“Is it though? I mean, if I tell him, or make a move I could blow everything. I’ve never told you because you are like this.”
I wave my hand up and down exhibit A—my friend gone bonkers and ready to leap into action on my behalf.
“Like this?” she asks, posing like she’s on the cover of a magazine. “What’s wrong with this?”
She puckers her lips like she’s taking a selfie with that duck face everyone does. When I try that I look like an actual duck. Not attractive, I assure you—says the woman dressed like a peacock.
“You know what I mean,” I tell her. “You snap into action. You’re one step shy of Felicia when it comes to matchmaking.”
“And why shouldn’t I be? You and Trev have chemistry to spare. You could blow up the lab at Bordeaux High with all your sparks. This has been boiling below the surface for-ev-er.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.”
Her reassurance bolsters me.
“So, what am I going to do?”
“I’ve got a plan,” Laura says with a glint in her eye that should make me very, very nervous.
But instead, I feel like Felicia looked when her eyes locked on Gregg for the first time when she rounded the trellis.
Hope. I feel hope.
40
Lexi
I’m about to go meet Trevor at our table and I know I don’t have much time before I’ll be needed for my speech. I see the row of porta potties located discretely off to the side of the barn. I head for one and tuck myself in all my feathery glory inside it.
I have to text TJ.
My fingers feel like jello as I pull out my phone. TJ has been the closest contender for a potential relationship. But, he’s not Trevor. When I think of it, the parts of him that remind me of Trevor are the things that drew me in, made me want him, and gave me boldness to even flirt.
It wouldn’t be fair to TJ if I let him take me out when my heart belongs wholly to Trevor.
Lexi:I’ve got something to tell you.
TJ:I’m all ears. Aren’t you at your sister’s wedding today?
Lexi:I am. And that’s why I’m texting you. There’s a guy here I’ve known my whole life.
