but it turned out to be convenient for planning Laura’s.
“That’ll be wonderful, Sol. Kassie, do you think we can have our dresses made with her?” Denise excitedly said, speaking for the first time.
“I don’t see why not. It’s a matter of picking the color, fabric, and style.”
Natalie seemed a little doubtful. “No offense, Sol, but is she good? She’s just a girl.” That was a real concern, right there. “I don’t want my dress to fall apart after an hour of wearing it.” Maria Fernanda was a few years younger than us, and we honestly hadn’t heard from her in the last three years.
“Oh, no. The girl’s good, I assure you.” She told us about the dress Marisol wore to her child’s birthday party, which the girls loved, and how inexpensive it had been. We decided that after we finished here with Laura, we’d go pick up Sol’s precious toddler and visit the wonderful sewing cousin of hers. Hopefully we could share our ideas with her while checking out her creations.
“Hello, girls! You’re all here. How wonderful!” Laura finally arrived at the store, and as I assumed, with a dramatic entrance. “Get together, please. I need you all to meet Eddie, my future husband.”
All my best friends fell under Edward’s spell and went to congratulate the happy couple. I, on the other hand, tried to keep my distance as casually as possible.
Then I saw Natalie’s face change from excited, to confused, and then to disgusted. Her big blue eyes went wide with emotion. She remembered him…and I’d forgotten that.
Natalie had met Edward before.
Six years ago, when I planned Natalie’s wedding, Edward came to visit L.A. with me and met her. Natalie knew about him, and I saw only that acknowledgement on her face.
I rapidly went to her and pulled her to a chaise a little far from the crowd. Hopefully, everyone would think she just got sick and I was helping her out.
“Is he… Is he…” Natalie tried to make sense between heavy pants. “It can’t be him, Kassie, can it?”
“It’s him, Nat. It’s okay,” I told her as I soothed her light, short hair.
“But him…he broke…he did….” Natalie continued.
“Don’t worry, Natalie. He’s crazy about Laura,” I reassured her as much as I could. “I would never allow this if I didn’t know that.”
“But you…what about you? Are you fine?”
“I’m over him, if that’s what you want to know.” I didn’t want Natalie to worry about all of this. It probably wasn’t good for the baby.
With all the commotion, a beautiful saleswoman approached our group. “I see the bride-to-be is finally here. Should we start looking at some wedding gowns?”
“Sure!” everyone said.
Another cute and perky saleswoman came to take a look at Natalie and me, asking Natalie, “Are you okay, ma’am? Can I get you anything?”
“She’s fine,” I said. “She just got a little dizzy, but she’s fine. Some water would be nice, thank you.”
Natalie looked at me with those blue eyes. “Have you told her?” Apparently, she’d missed the whole conversation with the attentive blonde next to us.
“She doesn’t need to know.” I wanted nothing at the moment but to end Natalie’s mortification right then. “Please, Natalie, be happy for Laura. I am.”
She nodded as she took the water the blonde saleswoman offered and stood up to join our friends. I’d probably have to have another conversation with her later about all this. I didn’t want her to worry.
After I got up, I turned to Edward, who stood closer to me now because he didn’t follow the ladies. I asked, “Are you staying here for the wedding dress selection?”
“Of course not, babe. It’s bad luck, after all.” Josh’s voice came out of nowhere. I followed its sound and found him quietly hanging near the entrance of the boutique, looking like a dream in a pair of tight black jeans, leather jacket, and boots.
I believed my heart skipped a beat.
But I had to stay under