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They were a larger account. She didn’t want our wedding packages, but a personal wedding planner. “I thought she was close to signing?”
“So did I, but I guess I was wrong. That Silas Sharpe always seems to know when to swoop in and pick off one of our brides.”
“You make him sound like a vulture,” I said, amused.
She gave me a look. “Something’s going on.”
“She never asked about the resort.” But anyone could have mentioned it to her, her mother, a friend, and she changed her mind. It happened.
“I don’t like it.”
“Well, there’s nothing we can do about it now. We should focus on Sylvia and Dan’s day.”
Gia sucked in a breath, carefully arranging her face. “You’re right. I’ll deal with Silas later.”
“He’s friends with one of your brothers, right?” Gia had four older brothers.
Gia nodded tightly.
“Maybe you could talk to him, then. Just get a feel for how he does business.”
She smiled, her face had smoothed out, and she was back to her usual professional self, but I could see her brain working overtime at my suggestion. “That’s not a bad idea.”
It wasn’t the first time a bride had changed her mind before signing the contract. The issue was either money, or they changed their mind about their preferred venue. If they wanted to have a wedding at Chesapeake Resort, I wasn’t sure we could do much to stop it. But Gia wouldn’t let it go.
She wanted to be the premier wedding planner business in the area, and she hated that Silas seemed to have figured out a way to undermine her.
Gia’s phone buzzed with an incoming text. “Sylvia just arrived. Let’s welcome her.”
We pushed away the issues with Silas and his resort, focusing on making Sylvia and Dan’s day one to remember.
* * *
At the reception, my feet ached as usual, but I felt good like I often did after a long day at work. We’d pulled off another wedding. Sylvia and Dan were happy with their ceremony and reception. They’d thanked us profusely for making their day beautiful.
I checked my phone for any updates on Hunter, but my phone had been uncharacteristically silent all night. Nick and I still lived separately, but on nights I worked, Hunter and I stayed at his house. Hunter had his own room there, and I usually slept in the guest room with Nick visiting me and leaving before the boys woke up.
The arrangement wouldn’t last forever because my stomach had popped just a little. We had one more appointment with the doctor before the end of my first trimester, after which we planned to tell the boys and our families.
When I looked up from the phone, my gaze snagged on a man leaning against the back wall of the reception. He wore a dark suit, and his gaze was fixed on me. My breath hitched. What was Nick doing there in a suit?
I moved toward him like there was an invisible string drawing me toward him. When I reached him, I asked, “Nick?”
My mind was a jumble of questions—where were the boys? Who was watching them? What was he doing there?
Nick smiled. “Relax. Ben and Brooke have the boys for the night.”
I tipped my head to the side, still standing a foot away from him. “But what are you doing here?”
Nick’s expression darkened, and he looked so much like the man I met at Savannah and Ethan’s wedding. “The last time I saw you like this, we weren’t looking for anything beyond an escape.”
I waited, not wanting to interrupt him.
He reached out to hold my hand. “This time, I want so much more. Will you come with me?”
I looked around for Gia. “Let me see—”
“Gia told me I could steal you away.”
