Page 30 of Promise Yule Be Mine
"What?" he asked.
"You really can't feel it?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Feel what?" His eyes went wide in pretend innocence and I shook my head.
If he was going to play ignorant, so would I.
"What about you? Why bar management?"
He continued drinking his cocoa creating layers upon layers of cream and watched me. "It's the family business," he said.
"Yeah, but you don't have to do it if you don't like it."
"But I do." He smiled. "I love giving people a great experience, a nice meal, making their day special with something so simple as food and drink."
"That's sweet," I said, fully aware I was repeating his earlier statement about me.
He bit his bottom lip, studying me for a moment or two before he wiped his mustache and sighed.
"Have you booked your flight back yet?" he asked.
I nodded. "Yeah. Rebooked for tomorrow," I said.
"Oh," he replied. "So soon?"
Did he…did he want me to stay?
"Are there any things I need to take care of? Because I can postpone it again," I said, glancing down at the invitations.
"Oh, no. I…I'm sure it's all fine. We can handle things on our end," he said.
My phone beeped and I set my mug down.
"It's Jenna," I said.
*Jenna: Hey sweetie. I'm so sorry. I got your calls and messages but reception here is atrocious. I managed to find a decent spot finally. The invitations look amazing. Thank you so much. It doesn't look like I'll be back any time soon. Can you help Kody with his tux? He still hasn't picked one.
What the hell?
I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.
Did these two even want to get married? Why was everything such an afterthought? What was going on?
"Well, good news. I think I'm gonna stay," I said.
Kody narrowed his eyes and leaned forward. "Why? What did she say?"
"It seems I need to take you wedding tux shopping."
"Oh." He hissed. "That."
I bit back a growl that threatened to escape but internally, I let it all out.
Why did it start to feel like I was being punked? Had these two doneanythingfor their upcoming nuptials?
The very next morning,I had my coffee at Jolly Java and stopped by The White Elephant to borrow Kody's car and do the rounds to hand-deliver the invitations we'd made.
There wasn't a single person who hadn't been impressed by them or who hadn't complimented me on them and I had to remind them it wasn't my wedding and it was all Kody's work. A wedding planner should never outshine the bride or groom.
