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Reggie
what color the bridesmaids dresses are."
    He went back inside, stopping to look at the
shoe choices. How many times had he done this? Three for his
sisters, once for his brother, now for Gray. Five times a
groomsman, but never a groom. Not good enough for the one woman he
couldn't get out of his head.
    Gray wondered why he was so obsessed with
Angel, but Gray didn't know he and Angel had a history of sorts.
He'd felt responsible for her for years, had tried to help her in a
number of different ways. Hell, he'd even proposed to her when he
was eighteen. For all the wrong reasons, of course, but she'd
turned him down flat and returned every letter he'd written,
refused every check and gift he'd sent her, and turned the other
way if she saw him walking down the street.
    He'd tried his best on the cruise, had even
thought he was getting somewhere until the last night when he'd
found her leaning against the railing, crying. He'd tried to
comfort her, but when he couldn't answer one very important
question, she'd nearly pushed him overboard in her hurry to get
away from him. How the hell was he supposed to know it was her
kid's birthday?
    Fine. If she wanted to wallow in her guilt
and misery, that was her problem. But he was done with paying for a
sin that wasn't even his.
     

CHAPTER TWO
     
    Angel showed up at Giselle's at fifteen after
ten. She hadn't planned to go at all, but she couldn't take her
mother's badgering another minute. Anyway, all she had to do was
get this part over with and she could avoid contact with Cara and
Reggie and the rest of the bunch until time for the wedding.
Between now and then she'd find some excuse for not showing up for
the wedding week activities and only arrive in time for the
rehearsal dinner and wedding.
    Valentine's Day was a busy time for her
photography business, so it shouldn't be too hard to pretend to
have a shoot scheduled. She might even have to turn down a wedding
for that day. And Cara didn't have to know how hurt she was that
she hadn't been asked to photograph her wedding. It would have done
wonders for her bank account and her portfolio.
    She pasted a smile on her face and stepped
inside the bridal shop. When she spotted Cara and Reggie in the
middle of the dozen or so rows of gowns, she made her way towards
them.
    "Hey," Reggie said. "Look who's here. Good
thing you showed up. I think Cara was planning to put us in organza
as punishment if you'd missed this."
    "That would have ensured I didn't show up for
the wedding," Angel snapped, annoyed at Reggie's tone. She hated to
be teased. God knows she'd gotten a belly full of it, no pun
intended, at sixteen.
    Cara walked around from the other side of the
racks and gave Angel a hug. "Don't mind Reggie. She's not happy
with my choice of wedding colors. I'm glad you came."
    "Why not? What did you choose? Pink?" Angel
blanched when Cara smiled. "I am not wearing pink."
    "Not pink. But close. Maroon. I want a
Valentine's look, but I don't want a full-out red."
    Angel shrugged. "That should be okay. Why
don't you like that, Reggie?"
    Reggie looked embarrassed. "I was going to
use it for my wedding."
    Cara's eyebrows went up. "Sam proposed and
you didn't tell me?"
    "No, not yet. I think he's going to propose
in Paris at Christmas. And I know it doesn't matter. We can use the
same colors and no one will care. It's just that the one you picked
is exactly A & M's maroon, and it's what I'm planning to
use."
    "Well, shoot. Okay, then let's start over. I
don't have to use that color. Angel, you have a good eye for stuff
like this. What color would you choose for a Valentine's
wedding?"
    "Let's see what they have. I like the maroon
idea, but maybe something with a little more red or blue tones to
it." Angel glanced around the store and saw a collection of
shimmery dark reds toward the back. "Come on."
    Cara and Reggie followed her and stood back
as she slid hangers across the rack. Then she started pulling
dresses out and hanging them face