Page 146 of Chasing Olivia (Trace + Olivia 2)

She closed the doors behind me and I was left alone in the massive bathroom. I looked around at the expensive touches, wondering why on earth anyone would spend so much money on a guest bathroom. I guess when you had billions of dollars you didn’t think about those things.

When I’d found out about Trace’s family, I’d wondered why he didn’t live so elegantly. An apartment above a garage was hardy the typical billionaire bachelor pad, but that was Trace for you. There was nothing typical about him. The whole family didn’t act any different because they had money and you had to respect them for that. So many people let money go to their heads, but not the Wentworth’s. In fact, they were some of the nicest most caring people I had ever met. I think they understood that money isn’t everything. For them, family was the most important thing.

Once I was clean and my whole body smelled like vanilla, I stepped out of the shower, dried myself off and wrapped myself in the fluffy robe.

When I opened the door, Avery stood there with her fist raised and ready to knock.

“’Bout time,” she flounced away.

I shook my head and smiled at the woman I assumed was there to do my hair. My mom and Lily lounged on the bed, looking at jewelry.

“I’m Nikki,” the woman held her hand out to me. “I’ll be doing your hair and makeup, as well as theirs,” she motioned to the others in the room. “Do you have anything in particular in mind?”

I sat down in the chair, facing my reflection. I hadn’t given it much thought. “Um…” I stalled. “Could you do something with a braid, but leave some of it down?”

She nodded. “Sure.”

She went to work drying and curling my hair. I kept my eyes closed so I wouldn’t overthink what she was doing and freak out.

She began to twist my hair to the side, braiding it, and left a few pieces to frame my face.

“Open your eyes,” she said a few minutes later.

“Oh, wow,” I gasped, turning my head from side to side. She had done an amazing job and I knew my minimal details had been less than helpful. “It’s beautiful, thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it. Now what about for your makeup?”

“Something soft and romantic,” I answered before Avery could spit something out. She sent a glare my way for ruining her plan. “Nothing dramatic,” I begged.

I closed my eyes once more and let Nikki go to work.

The more time that passed, the giddier I felt. It didn’t seem like we were getting married again, it felt like the first time, which made me both excited and nervous.

Nikki finished with me and then started on Avery’s hair and makeup.

I sat on a chair in the corner, nervously tapping my fingers on the arms.

The door to the room cracked open and I gasped. “Grandma!”

After the news of Gramps being in the hospital, and having to plan a wedding in a few days, I’d completely forgotten that Trace said he’d fly them out. I couldn’t believe with everything he’d been dealing with that he’d been the one to remember.

I hugged her tightly. I was so happy to see her and I hoped she knew that. “Everyone, this is Margaret, my grandma. Grandma, this is my best friend Avery,” I pointed at my best friend who was currently getting false lashes glued on. I was glad I hadn’t had to do that. “Lily, Trace’s mom. And lastly, that’s my mom, Nora.”

Margaret surprised me by striding right up to my mom and hugging her. I don’t know what I’d been expecting, but it wasn’t that.

My mom’s eyes widened but she wa

s quick to return the hug. “It’s nice to meet you, Margaret.”

“Call me, Maggie, please.”

I smiled, pleased to see my mom and grandma getting along. I had feared there might be some animosity there, since my mom had kept me a secret from them.

“Your grandpa and Dex are with Trace,” Maggie turned to me. “And Ella is here too. Cecilia, I believe her name was, took her to the kitchen to get something to eat.”

“I can’t wait to meet, Ella.” I thought of the cute little girl in the picture Dex had shown me.

“She’s very excited to meet you,” Maggie smiled. “I need to go find, Trace. I’ll be right back.”

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