Page 73 of Deadly Misfortunes

“Okay, sounds good. I’ll talk to Damon about the menu. Also, I don’t want any gifts, but if anyone wants to give us money, they can donate to charities we love.”

“That sounds great. I was thinking the same thing.”

“I want to do something special on each of the tables where everyone is sitting, but we’ll figure that out later.”

“Okay.” He had an interior designer decorate his home—he wanted something sophisticated and comfortable, since he entertained a lot, but he wanted to make it a nice, livable home.

So when it came to decorating tables for their wedding banquet, he would leave that up to Sascha.

“What about the rehearsal dinner?” Gregory asked. “Should we have it at Lemoyne’s in the restaurant?”

“Yeah. And I need to see what the ladies would like to do for a bachelorette party.”

“Yeah, and for me, a bachelor’s party.”

“No strip clubs or girls in cakes.”

Gregory laughed. “No. I’ll ask the guys what they want to do. I suspect they’ll want to rent a cabin and fish and boat on a lake, and go hiking.”

“Same with me with the ladies. I’ll have to get with them and see what they want to do.”

When they finally arrived home, Nick and Henry checked out the house to make sure it was safe. Red joined them. “Everything’s secure here,” Red said. “I’m going out back.” He stalked off.

“Where do you want us?” Henry asked.

“Just stay in the house and make sure it remains secure while Red is checking out the grounds,” Gregory said.

Maria joined them. “Are you ready for lunch?”

Sascha and Gregory laughed. “Yeah,” Sascha said. “We had our dessert first. We picked out the wedding cake. What’s for lunch?”

“Shrimp cocktail, avocado salad, and sandwiches, if that appeals?” Maria asked.

“Do you have roast beef slices?”

“Yes, turkey, ham, cheese, lettuce, pastrami, and roast beef.”

“Okay, I’ll have the roast beef.”

“Ham and cheese for me, and the rest sounds good,” Gregory said. “I need to make reservations for a cabin for the bachelor party,” he said to Sascha.

“I need to do the same for the women’s party.”

Before she could make her call, Sascha’s phone rang. She shrugged at Gregory, telling him she didn’t know who it was. “Hello?”

Meanwhile, Gregory called the guys and asked if they would like to rent a cabin at a lake and fish, hike, and paddle for a bachelor party after the weekend. He had to be there for Sascha’s booth at the fairgrounds this weekend.

Everyone said they would love to do it. “Okay, I’ll make reservations.”

Sascha glanced at him, her face as white as ice.

“What’s wrong? Who was it?” He wrapped her in his arms.

“He said I belong to him.”

“Damn it.”

“He wasn’t interested in me until he realized I was seeing you.”