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“Hey, at least I didn’t take more pictures of a certain female guest than the blushing bride at our friend’s wedding.”
Asher’s stomach lurched as he set his cake aside with one hand and snatched his Nikon from her with the other. It didn’t take long to see what she meant. Shit. So much for thou shall not covet. He angled the screen toward his friend. “Miesha’s in this one.”
Roxanna chuckled. “Yeah. Great picture of the back of her head.”
“I was capturing the design on her veil,” he muttered.
She laughed at the weak excuse. “Who is she?”
She meaning the woman in the green dress—Legs.
Asher set the camera aside and picked up his dessert again. “I think she’s my new neighbor across the street.”
“Oh, wow. The house finally sold?”
“Yes. In fact”—he scooped up some of the butter cream frosting—“her boyfriend proposed on the front lawn this morning.”
Roxanna sat up and craned her neck to get a glimpse of the redhead snuggled up close and personal to her curly-haired blond partner. “Mm. He’s cute.”
His fingers tightened around his fork. “That is not the same guy who proposed.”
Her brown gaze met his, her eyebrows arched high. “Reeeally?”
Turning his gaze back to the dance floor, Asher nodded before stuffing another bite of heaven into his mouth. He had his cake, damn straight he was going to eat it, too. And why he was angry that some woman he didn’t know appeared to be cheating on her brand new fiancé, he had no clue. It certainly wasn’t any of his business.
Rubbing her hands together in gleeful anticipation, Roxanna slipped her shoes back on and moved to stand. “I’m gonna check this out.”
Asher caught her arm to keep her in the chair. “Don’t you dare.”
“Why not? I’ll get your brother to provide cover, and she’ll never even know.”
“Leave Merit out of it.” Last thing he wanted was his horn-dog little brother noticing Legs. Except he really shouldn’t care, damn it.
“Fine.” Roxanna sat back with a sigh. After a long moment, she lolled her head in his direction while keeping her gaze trained on the dance floor. “Think we’ll ever have this? Weddings, I mean.”
“Sure we will.”
“Once we find the right person.” She sounded almost sad as she said it. Like she didn’t hold out much hope. He cast her a quizzical look, but she was still staring straight ahead. Another beat of silence passed before she asked, “Did you hear Adam and Amy separated?”
“No way.” She nodded, and he frowned. “What happened?”
“I don’t know. No one’s talking other than I heard he moved out last week.”
“Wow. That sucks. Their first anniversary was only a couple of months ago.” The news set off a ripple of discontent. He’d photographed their wedding, too, with their white velvet Honor Hartman cake.
Roxanna sat up and craned her neck, still surveying his faithless neighbor. “If anyone was rock solid, I’d have thought it was those two.”
“I know what you mean.” Realizing she’d shifted forward in her seat, Asher gave her a warning look. “Don?
??t do it.”
“What?”
He didn’t buy the innocent expression for one second. “Shawn and Miesha said no readings at the wedding. You had direct orders to relax and enjoy yourself.”
“I just want to examine her aura up close.”
“I’m not psychic, and I can see her aura from here,” he muttered as she ignored his advice and rose to her feet. He couldn’t really, but still. “It’s bad news no matter where you view it from.”
