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the most high-key work she'd ever done… And
then she remembered she wouldn't be the one to take them, and her
smile faded.
    "You don't like it?" Cara bit her bottom lip
and ducked her chin.
    "No. I love it!" Angel straightened the veil
when it threatened to tip to the side. "It's absolutely
beautiful."
    "Then why the long face?"
    Angel shook her head. "Nothing. Nostalgia
maybe. You remember when we were little and we used to play Wedding
Day? You were always the wedding planner and the bride, and I was
always the photographer. You made Gray play the groom, Sam was the
preacher and Reggie was your bridesmaid. Funny how so much of that
is coming true."
    "Yeah. I think I knew even then that Gray was
the only one for me." She looked at Reggie. "And you were a
beautiful bridesmaid, even with your skinned knees and braces. Both
of you look beautiful." Cara blinked back tears. "I almost can't
believe this is really happening."
    "Believe it," Angel said. "It's that happily
ever after you always held out for."
    Cara snapped her fingers. "Oh, I almost
forgot to ask you. The lodge will have a photographer to photograph
the ceremony, but that's it. Would you be able to do the rest? I
know it's a lot to ask, with you being in the wedding and
everything, but I'd love for you to do our engagement pictures and
my bridal portrait. And then there's the group shots and at least
the highlights of the reception. I don't want you working the whole
time, but…"
    Angel interrupted her by throwing her arms
around Cara's neck and hugging her tightly. "I thought you'd never
ask! Of course I will. I'll make sure they're the best work I've
ever done."
    "Of course you will. I wouldn't have asked if
I thought otherwise." Cara carefully removed the veil and folded
it. "All this decision-making has left me starving. Lunch is on
me."
    Reggie's mouth twitched. "I'd prefer to have
mine on a plate, if that's okay with you."
    Cara's laugh echoed across the store as she
hurried away to change out of the gown.
    ***
    They settled around a large table at the
Roadhouse. Angel looked at Cara. "Wouldn't we be more comfortable
in a booth?"
    Before Cara could reply, the chair next to
Angel slid back and Mitch settled into it. "Hello, Angel."
    She shot Cara a murderous look. "Is there
something you forgot to tell me?"
    Cara lifted her face for Gray's kiss,
avoiding the question. "Did you guys get everything taken care of
this morning?"
    Reggie moved over a seat so Sam could sit
next to her. "I didn't see anyone checking out the bridesmaid dress
colors. I tried to explain it to Sam, but I don't think he quite
got what I was telling him. I hope you don't show up wearing purple
or something."
    Sam grinned. "We have our ways of getting
information. I guarantee you won't be disappointed." He gave Angel
a sympathetic look. "And to answer the question Cara avoided, we
decided since we're on a time constraint here it would be best to
meet for lunch to compare notes and see what else we needed to
accomplish today. Hopefully we won't forget anything if we all put
our heads together."
    Angel scooted her chair back and stood. "I
think y'all can handle things from here without me. I have things
to do."
    "Sit down, Angel," Mitch said quietly but
firmly. "You have nothing to worry about from me. I'm done. So
enjoy the free steak instead of making a fool of yourself ."
    Angel was so shocked to hear him talk to her
like that, she sat without thinking.
    He leaned close so only she could hear what
he said next. "If you ever need me, you know where to find me. But
I'm not going to put myself in the position of being slapped down,
by you or any other woman, ever again."
    Then he turned back to the group as though he
hadn't just rudely put her in her place and said, "Drinks are on
me. Who wants a beer?"
    The steak looked and smelled amazing, but it
might as well have been cardboard as far as Angel was concerned.
She'd lost her appetite and barely picked at her food. She shook
her head when