Page 89 of 27 Kisses

Two Days after Christmas

“I thoughtI might find you here.” Nat slips into the TARDIS and sits beside me. She holds out her hands as if she’s measuring something. “How in the hell did you and Christy both fit in here?”

I wink. “It was snug.”

“So, boss. What’s up?”

I know why she’s here, but I don’t have answers for her. “It’s my wedding day.”

“I know. Shouldn’t you be hanging out with your groom?”

It’s been a whirlwind. Telling everybody and planning a wedding. Or not planning and trusting my staff to do everything. “Aidyn took Lanie to buy a dress for the wedding.”

“Are you having second thoughts?” Nat always likes to get right to the point. But at least in this, I’m confident.

“Absolutely not. I can’t wait to be married to Aidyn.”

“But…” She knocks into me.

“I went to their wedding, did you know that?” I look at her. She’s watching me.

“She was your sister.”

I rest my arms on my legs. “I really wanted to skip it. But I couldn’t, and I thought seeing them get married would kill my crush.”

“And yet, here we are.”

I laugh. “Here we are.”

“It was beautiful….”

“Is this a dig at us?” She lifts her brows, and I think it might be a serious question.

“Not at all. But I mean…you’ve only had one day.”

She sighs. “Less, actually. Because we can’t get the groom to leave.”

I glance up at her. Oh. “That’s why you’re really here.”

“That and to get a few minutes away from the twelve-year-old. He’s the one freaking out.”

I nod and stare at my hands. “Do you think they’ll compare the two weddings?”

“Who?”

I shrug, feeling stupid. “The town? The people of Mule Creek.”

“Oh. You mean, as in which wedding is better? Who wed the Irishman the best?”

I nod.

She taps her finger against her chin. “Probably. I would.”

“Nat.” I glare at her.

“Oh. Sorry. I was supposed to sugarcoat that, wasn’t I? You have to tell me these things or at least give me a signal.” She leans into me. “I thought you didn’t care what people think.”

“I don’t.”