Page 24 of A Kind Wedding: Christian & Charleigh

“Three hundred,” I said. “Charleigh is out of town and was in tears when I told her about the invitations. We were supposed to address them and send them out when she got back.”

“No worries. I will have these done and boxed up by tomorrow evening.”

“Calvin, you are a God send. I will pay any price and any rush fees.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. It’s on me. I own the shop and it’s my repayment to you for saving my father’s life.”

“Calvin, that is really nice, but—”

“No buts, Dr. Kind, and no arguments. I’ll call you tomorrow when they’re ready.”

“I can’t thank you enough.” I shook his hand. “Tell your father I said hi.”

“I will. Take care.”

I walked out of the shop with a smile on my face. I told Charleigh I would take care of it, and I did. I prayed that was the only hiccup in the wedding plans.

When I arrived home, my phone rang, and Charleigh was Facetiming me.

“Perfect timing, babe. I was just—what’s wrong?” I asked as she stared at me with her red, swollen eyes.

“I’m really upset about the invitations.” She started crying. “I pulled up their website, and they’re closed until January 8th. Christian, I feel like this is a sign.”

“A sign for what, Charleigh?”

“Of a doomed marriage.”

The corners of my mouth curved upward into a sympathetic smile. “Babe, the invitations are taken care of. I told you I would do it, and it’s done. You have nothing to worry about.”

“What? Already? How?”

“I’ll show you and explain tomorrow after I pick them up. Now, dry your eyes, and don’t let this ruin your trip.”

“Oh my God, Christian, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, babe.”

CHAPTER9

Christian

I packed a bag and threw it in the back of my car. The girls were coming home today and meeting us up at the cabin. The invitations turned out perfect, and I couldn’t thank Calvin enough for what he’d done for us. Charleigh was happy, and that was all I wanted. Conner, Nathan, and Jackson came over last night, and we spent the evening addressing the wedding invitations. Charleigh had already put all the addresses of the guests into the computer, and all I had to do was print the labels, throw stamps on them, and drop them off at the post office before I headed to the cabin.

“Charlotte’s coming back today!” Conner grinned as I climbed out of the car at the same time he did.

“I know, bro.” I chuckled as I grabbed my bag and walked over to him.

We walked into the house, where the aroma of excellent food cooking filled the air.

“I take it Sebastian is already cooking,” Conner said.

We set our bags down and walked into the kitchen,

“What are you cooking, cousin?” I asked as I walked over to Sebastian and fist-bumped him.

“All kinds of things.” He smiled. “The girls are going to be hungry when they get here.”

I opened the refrigerator, grabbed a beer, and took it outside on the deck, where my other brothers and cousins were gathered around the fire pit.

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