Page 9 of Rose Red (Once Upon a Happy Ever After 4)

Chapter Nine

Abby

Luca hit the button lowering the partition between us and the driver. “Step on it, Chuck! We’ve got a wedding to plan!” Chase pounced on me, laying me out on the seat and hitching my leg up around his waist. He pressed his growing hardness against me just as Luca positioned himself at my head.

I shivered with desire.

But as much as I wanted my two men to take me in the back of that limo, we had work to do. “What if,” I said with a coy smile. “What if we waited until after the ceremony?”

Neither one looked thrilled at the idea.

> “I know, I know, I want you too,” I said sitting up in my seat again. “But we have a lot of details to work out. And I think keeping a clear head to do that might help us get everything done.”

Chase sighed and Luca made the cutest pouty face. But I plowed onward. “Okay, the fastest way to Spain is—”

“Jet,” Luca said.

“We can charter the flight for later today,” finished Chase.

I nodded. “Okay, hotel. We’ll need to book a few rooms, there are people I want to invite.”

“I’ll have my assistant take care of that,” Luca said. “And I’ll have her find an officiant of some sort, one who won’t care how many people he’s marrying.” Luca pulled out his phone and made a call.

Chase looked at his watch and pulled out his own phone as well.

I only heard the first few snippets of their conversation before I’d made my own call. My father’s groggy, sleep-thickened voice answered on the second ring. “Abby? What’s wrong? Are you all right?”

I took a big, big breath. “I’m fine, Dad. I’ve got some great news.” He was the last person whose judgment I was afraid of. The last person I had to fess up to. “We’re getting married.”

My father was silent a very long while. When he finally spoke I could tell nothing from his tone. “We who, Abby?”

“Me, Chase and Luca.”

My father ended the call.

The phone slipped out of my hands to the floor. Luca absently picked it up and set it in my lap.

I took two minutes to feel sad about it. Two minutes to feel sorry for myself and then I snuggled between the two men whose opinions were the only ones that mattered from now on.

I thought when we got to the condo I’d have to pry my men off me again but as soon as we stepped foot in the foyer, exhaustion hit all of us. It had been a big day. We crashed in the huge double-king bed and slept until noon. As soon as we got up we resumed making plans. I called my sister first and invited her. She didn’t seem to care that I was marrying two men, only asking if she could bring a date. “Sure,” I said, “just make sure he brings a camera.

Then I called Belle and told her what the situation was. She screamed so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear. She said she’d take care of the dress for me and also asked if she could bring a date. “Yup, have him bring a camera,” I said.

“Oh, you’ll never guess who I ran into at the ball last night,” Belle said as I was about to end the call.

“Who?”

“Ella Tremaine.”

“No kidding! She’s back in town?”

“Yeah, she was with Kase Waldorf last night.”

“Well, I have to invite her, do you have her number?”

“I don’t but I have Kase’s if you want it.”

After an awkward conversation with Kase Waldorf, one where he grilled me for descriptions of Fording and Night Manager, I was finally talking to one of the sweetest people I’d ever known. I hadn’t seen Ella in years, but I definitely wanted her there to celebrate.

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