But they didn’t.
And when Jason Castle broke the news that the bridesmaids had arrived at the final destination with the last item just minutes before the groomsmen, Fox couldn’t help letting out a frustrated groan that he was sure Bruce would adore.
He wasn’t sure how he would survive nine more days of this.
So, the second the cameraman switched it off and Austin, the production assistant they’d been assigned for the day, told them they were all set, Fox practically ran to the coffee shop to escape the stress of the day and grab a pick me up. It was the only break they’d been given in the schedule to go off the inn’s property, and Fox wasn’t about to waste it.
He felt a little guilty for not going to Harper’s Flour Girl Bakery, but the coffee was ten times better at The Brew House. Besides, Fox couldn’t be sure there wouldn’t be cameras at the bakery getting filler shots or interviewing the staff or something.
Just as he sat down with his large, black coffee and took his first sip,shewalked through the door.
In her hand was a small, golden statue of a bride and groom that looked a lot like a cake topper. “Oh, hey there, loser,” she said in a teasing tone as she walked over to his table.
Fox looked around the coffee shop to make sure they were truly off camera before saying, “Like I care who won.”
The smile on Sienna’s face fell, and without waiting for an invitation, she took the seat across from him.
“Please, won’t you join me?” Fox said with a tight-lipped smile.
His sarcasm was completely lost on Sienna. That, or she chose to ignore it, because she didn’t move. “You should.”
He looked up at her. “I should what?”
Sienna let out a dramatic sigh. “You should care who won. You’re Eli’s best man, and it’s kind of your job to make sure that he and my sister get a decent wedding when all of this is said and done.”
“Well, with a little sister who obviously cares so much for the outcome…”
A line formed between Sienna’s brows. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing. I’m sure your reasons for smiling at every camera are altruistic.”
“You’re mad because I’m enjoying this?”
Fox raised an eyebrow. “Enjoying it or using it to your professional advantage?”
She set her trophy on the table and crossed her arms. “I get to spend ten days with my sisters, I get to see Audrey and Eli get married, and yeah, I get to spend some time in front of the camera.” She closed her eyes and shook her head. “I’m not going to feel guilty for having fun while I do my job.”
Fox grunted.
“And if you took a few minutes to pull out whatever stick you have hiding up your butt, you might find out that life isn’t meant to be approached with a scowl and a bad attitude.”
Caught between a laugh and a grunt, Fox stared at the tiny blonde annoyance sitting across from him. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to enjoy life—or have fun. He’d just seen too much. Experienced too much. And if something felt too good to be true, then it probably was.
Of course, Sienna was too young and naive to understand that. She still lived in the delusional world that acting gigs would fall in her lap, and her career would be all fun and games
But it wasn’t his job to tell her that. She’d learn it eventually, and painfully, on her own. He should just stay away from her, though he wasn’t sure how possible that would be while confined to a tiny mountainside inn.
Though she did have a good point about making more effort for Eli. It wasn’t just enough to be here for his best friend, Fox needed to put in actual effort intoWedding Games.
Not that he would ever admit that to Sienna.
“Just worry about your own attitude,” he said and stood up. His few minutes of calm had been ruined so he might as well go back to his room at the inn.
“I don't need to,” she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “We’re winning.”
Fox stormed out the door with his coffee, almost able to ignore the way the afternoon light hit her golden waves.
Seven
