artsy fartsy and I’m in.”
Bethany glanced over her shoulder, smiling at Erica. Chances are, she was far more like Matt than even he realized.
“Good. You can come do my part then. I’ll just supply us with endless wine and jokes.”
“Endless wine is something I could go for.” Erica flopped back on the bed. “I’m going to close my eyes for a minute. If I pass out, wake me when it’s time to go?”
“You bet. Long morning?”
“God, yes. I swear working in Corporate America is a huge drag on my creativity. I’m glad that your dad allows me freedom to just be me. As much as he can, I guess.”
“Yeah, he’s a great guy.” Bethany walked around the large room, fiddling with various things and checking out everything that seemed to be part of the deal. “I think that’s the reason Matt runs so hard and fast from the idea of working for Kent. He’s worried about being shoved into a mold.”
“I get it, but with me protecting him as I do all of my staff, he’ll have far more freedom than he thinks.” She yawned softly, covering her mouth and apologizing.
“It’s all good. Take a nap and we can catch up later.” Bethany opened her suitcase and pulled out a yellow sundress before heading to the bathroom to change. Her mother had the right idea. Wear very little, but remain classy and do it well.
She hoped she could pull it off as well.
Bethany woke Erica just before one. The pretty blond changed quickly and they were on their way to locate the wedding reception room. The wind blew through the open ends of the hall, sweeping in behind and in front of them. The warmth caused Bethany’s skin to break out in chill bumps. She wrapped her arms around herself and breathed in deeply.
“Oh man. I need this serenity so much. Everything has been moving far too fast in my world for my liking.” Bethany glanced toward Erica, a flash of red catching her eye behind her.
“You’ll have to tell me about it sometime.”
Bethany nodded and turned, her eyes locating the source of the brilliant color. Matt.
“Hey you. Come up here with us. We’re going to decorate. I bet you and Erica could get it done in half the time of the rest of us.” Bethany stopped and waited for Matt to join them. His bright red shirt had blue and yellow birds decorating every inch of it. It would have been tacky on anyone else, but on Matt it was fitting. He had it tucked into a pair of khaki slacks, which fit him beautifully. He was bigger than Damon, his physique more that of a linebacker than a quarterback.
“I’m coming. Just didn’t want to interrupt any girl talk.” He moved up between them, offering his arm to each of them. “Erica.”
“Hi, Matthew. You look great. I love the shirt. Did you get it here?”
“Sure did. They have a kick-ass gift shop. You’ll have to check it out. Like an explosion of color.”
“You can take her later this afternoon,” Bethany suggested, glancing over at them.
Matt gave her a stern look and Erica nodded, as if thanking her.
“What’s on the agenda for today?” Erica asked as they turned to the right, another large hall opening in front of them. The signs on the wall pointed their way to the wedding hall, but the trip was quite a hike.
“Decorating is as far as I was given insight into the future.” Bethany smiled and pointed up ahead. “There’s the room. Let’s see what else we have to get done today.”
“Dad mentioned something about a large family dinner tonight. I assume that’s every night though.”
“Did Kent rent out one of the dining patios? They’re beautiful here.” Erica moved into the open room, Bethany following her as Matt held the door open for them.
“I’m not sure, but that would be awesome.” Bethany moved toward her mother, a thin red-headed woman barking out commands to the poor guys running around with white and light pink flowers.
“What’s awesome?” Her mother turned to her and gave a tight smile.
The other woman had to