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Chapter Seventeen

Goingover Leo’s work week with him on Monday morning had Lucy asking him if he was taking the day off on Wednesday for their wedding. Never would she have thought that she would be asking that of her boss. Nor would she have thought she would be excited about it. They were getting married this week!

That morning when she had woken up without him beside her, she had realized she missed him. It had only been two days, for god’s sake. No way was she attached to him that much.

“You have nothing in the calendar for tonight, and my mom has invited us out for supper,” she said, not wanting to spend an evening with Sera, Harrison, and Leo. She didn’t think she could prove to her mom one-on-one that they were in love.

“Sure. I would love to.” He grinned, but she didn’t feel his confidence.

“Sera’s making the reservations, and I’ll tell you where once she tells me. I think it will be nearby since we all work around here.” She was rambling, trying not to look at her giant ring. That made Leo smile.

She had forgotten it when she went dress shopping with her sister, still not used to wearing it yet. By the time she remembered it, it was only her and Agatha at home, and Agatha didn’t care about the ring.

“I look forward to meeting the woman who taught you how to start a food fight.” He leaned back in his chair.

“I have all the clothes washed, and all the stains came out. Well, all except my shirt, but I knew that would be lost. I also washed the clothes I wore home, and I’ll bring them back.” She was rambling again, and at this point, she couldn’t stop.

“You didn’t have to leave so early,” he said.

“I did. Mornings start early at the house. Breakfast starts around 6 a.m. Then we went dress shopping.” She shrugged. He probably didn’t care at all.

“Wedding dress? On a Sunday?” He leaned forward in his chair.

“Yes, Mom has a place. She’s bought four wedding dresses from there within the last six months, so the owner opened just for her yesterday.”

“Your mom has purchased four wedding dresses in six months?” Leo asked in disbelief, even if he knew that two of her sisters had recently gotten married.

“Yep. Agatha calls it ‘the great Lovely fall’ now. First, she fell for Harrison—Mom, that is. Then Maby and Cliff got together, still odd. After them, Harper and Kaine, and then Buzz seduced Jonas. Or he seduced her; I don’t really want to know.” She gave a little shake at the images.

“At least it worked out for us, and you could get a dress on a Sunday. Any pain from when your sister tackled you?” he asked.

“No, nothing. But I relaxed all afternoon and evening.” She had rested all afternoon the day before, sleeping and watching TV like a teenager. Even Agatha joined her for a few hours, as long as they watched Bob’s Burger’s, which they did. Each stated that they were Louise and then spent four episodes pointing out reasons behind their decision. Lucy was sure that they were both right.

“Good. It doesn’t take much sometimes,” he stated.

“Did any of your wives miscarry?” She hadn’t thought about it until he was overly concerned on Saturday.

“No, but Aubrey was touch-and-go for a while.”

“I’m trying to be more careful. Mom talked to the girls, and I have until the wedding. She can’t control them anymore after that.” She grinned, hoping it would work.

“So, Wednesday?” he asked, shaking his head.

“It’s a Lovely thing. We’ve started more bar fights between sisters than we have ever seen in the wild. And, oddly, we never fight over men,” she said, trying not to laugh.

Leo grinned. “At least you have your standards.”

“That we do.” She got up from her chair. “I’ll tell you when I know where we’re eating tonight. Oh, and if you are interested, my friend Cliff wants to take you out for a drink.”

“Cliff?” he asked in surprise. The name always made him think he was her husband. Even if she had said he wasn’t, and he hadn’t believed her.

“Yep. He’s married to Maby, but he’s also my friend. He says he wants to look you over.” She sighed, whatever that meant.

“Will this be about kissing his wife?”

“No, she never told him about that. He just wants to meet you. He thinks I have a bad picker,” she admitted. It was general knowledge in the family, so he would find out sooner or later.

“A bad picker?” he asked in confusion.

“I pick the worst man in the room, always have. You seem different, but we’ll see,” she said with a wink and left him to his work.

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