Page 21 of Always a Fake Bridesmaid
And I wasn’t sure how the night was going to go since the wedding would run into the wee hours of the morning most likely. Maybe we wouldn’t have time to finish what we had started.
Maybe that single orgasm that made my toes curl and my knees go weak would have to be enough. And perhaps it would be enough. I would have to make do with the best orgasm of my life. But I wanted more. Just for the night.
And I was never someone who wanted more.
What had this cowboy done to me?
There was a knock at the door, and my shoulders tensed, my thighs pressing together.
It couldn’t be Ewan. Could it? He had a key code to the room. But maybe he was giving me privacy.
Or perhaps he was tentative about everything that happened. Maybe he regretted having me come here. It was completely out of the blue, and out of character for him as well from what I could see of his friends and family.
Maybe this was all a complete mistake.
There was another knock, and then someone cleared their throat. “Livvy? Are you in there?”
I scrambled off the bed at the sound of Kandi’s voice. Why was the bride at my door on her wedding day? Considering Ewan had left the night before for an emergency, one that he had just said had gotten out of control but hadn’t gone into details of, I was worried.
I opened the door quickly as Kandi stood there, her eyes swollen, her hair on the top of her head, and wearing cut up jeans and a T-shirt.
So unlike what a bride would normally wear.
I immediately did the Montgomery thing and held out my arms for her.
She fell into them, this stranger, and sobbed into my shoulder.
I brought her into the room so that way nobody would see. I didn’t know exactly what was going on, but I was not going to let her deal with this on her own and where anyone could watch.
“What’s wrong?” I finally asked as Kandi’s tears subsided.
“Everything is such a mess.” The other woman stood up and wiped her tears, shaking herself a bit.
“I’m so sorry. How can I help?” I could’ve bitten my tongue by asking that, considering I had no idea what the situation was.
Kandi took a step back and wiped her face. “I’m sorry. I know you don’t know me, I’m not always this hyperemotional. I didn’t mean for my wedding to be like this, but here we are.”
“I’ve seen my fair share of weddings. It’s okay. Just take a breath. Can I get you some water?”
She shook her head. “I have some in the bridal suite. And I’ll rehydrate. I even have cheese and crackers, so I have protein and snacks. I thought I was all ready to go. And then I decided to have women I thought I trusted in my bridal party.”
I froze, a sense of unease washing over me. “Oh?”
“Did Ewan tell you that he had to deal with an issue last night?”
I nodded, hoping I wasn’t blushing too hard at the memory. “But he didn’t give me any details.”
“Well, Holland ended up with food poisoning. So we were worried it was from the reception dinner, but it turned out she was theonlyone who was sick.” Kandi’s eyes narrowed. “And it wasn’t food poisoning.”
It took a moment, and then my eyes widened. “Oh.”
“Very muchoh. And if that wasn’t enough, it turns out the baby is Josh’s.”
I stood in silence for the moment, not really knowing who Josh was. I had seen him across the way when Ewan had pointed the groom’s party out, but I didn’t know anybody here.
“Oh, I forgot you don’t realize all of the soap opera connections in our group. Josh is married to Kendra. And is Sarah’s brother.”
I quickly tried to do the mental connections. It was something that I was decently good at considering my family. And then I winced. “That does make for complications and poor decisions.”
