In a Broken Dream (The Broken Series Book 4) Read Free Page B

into the salad.
    “McAllen,
Texas,” Cenia replied, stabbing a chunk of mango with her fork.
    “McAllen,
Texas? I was just in McAllen, meeting with their border patrol agents and
customs officers. I didn’t realize your parents live that close to the border,”
Kadyn confessed.
    “How
are you liking your new job with Customs and Border Protection?” Roger asked.
He sank his teeth into his burger while waiting for Kadyn to respond.
    “So
far, so good,” Kadyn replied. “I’ve been traveling a lot, trying to familiarize
myself with the security needs of the various sectors along the southern
border, but I’ll make sure CBP doesn’t schedule any trips the week of your
wedding.”
    “When
do you want to shop for dresses?” I asked Cenia while the guys continued to discuss
work.
    Cenia
tucked a strand of gleaming black hair behind her ear. “I’ve made an
appointment at David’s Bridal for next Saturday. Can you join me?”
    “Sure,”
I replied over the top of my drink.
    She
narrowed her eyes at me. “Don’t you need to look at your calendar… make sure
you don’t have anything else scheduled?”
    “Are
you kidding me? I’d reschedule anything that might conflict. I’m not missing
this,” I replied emphatically.
    Cenia
exhaled softly. “Good, because I’ve heard this place can get a little crazy.”
    “How
crazy can it be?” I asked. “Everyone’s giddy with love, excited to be searching
for that perfect dress…”
    Cenia’s
eyes widened. “Maybe you should watch Bridezillas before we jump into the mosh
pit.”
    *
* * * *
    “How’d
your lunch date go with Cenia?” Rafael asked. The muscles in his shoulders and
arms rippled as he climbed into bed. We were staying at my place tonight.
    I
set my Kindle on the nightstand. “Good. Roger and Cenia are getting married in
November. She asked me to be her maid of honor.”
    Rafael
motioned for me to roll over. “Who’s the best man?” he asked. He straddled my
hips as I rolled onto my stomach. He shoved my camisole up and began massaging
my back.
    I
moaned as I sank into the pillows. “You are,” I mumbled, thoroughly enjoying
the massage.
    Rafael
laughed. “I’m Roger’s best man?”
    My
eyes popped open. “No, of course not. Roger asked Kadyn to be the best man.
Roger and Kadyn were there today when Cenia and I met for lunch.”
    Rafael
massaged a little deeper as he worked a knot out of the tissue that ran between
my shoulder and neck. “November isn’t very far off.”
    “No,”
I agreed. “Sounds like Cenia’s mom has it all under control though. She’s
already reserved the priest and the hotel. Cenia and I are going dress shopping
next weekend. I’m going to help her address invitations the weekend after that.
Then she and Roger will head to McAllen to choose a wedding cake and firm up
the menu for the reception.”
    “They’re
not getting married in Virginia?” he asked, kneading between my shoulder
blades.
    “No.
They’re getting married in the gardens of some fancy hotel in McAllen, Texas…
Casa de Palmas… I think…” My voice drifted sleepily. “Keep this up, and I won’t
need a sleeping pill.”
    Rafael
chuckled. “That would be my goal.”
    “Kadyn
and I are going to be dancing,” I confessed warily.
    Rafael’s
hands stalled. He pressed his thumbs into my lower back when he resumed the
massage. “I figured as much, since you’re both in the wedding party.”
    I
rolled over to look at him. “No. I mean, we’re taking ballroom dancing lessons
with Cenia and Roger. Roger refused to do it unless Kadyn agreed to suffer
through it too. Cenia’s got her heart set on dancing a waltz for their first
dance as husband and wife, so I’ve agreed to be Kadyn’s partner for the dance lessons.
We’ve got a standing appointment for the lessons, every Thursday night,
although we won’t be starting for a couple of weeks.”
    Rafael
groaned as he collapsed onto the pillows. “I know you’re not asking me to share
you