When Honey Got Married by Kimberly Lang, Ally Blake, Kelly Hunter, Anna Cleary Read Free Book Online

them, and Grace considered him an old ghost needing burying. He felt more than just a little foolish. And a little bit used, as well. “So that’s it?
    “It has to be. You’re a nice guy, Beau, and last night was a lot of fun, but you’re a part of my past. Gracie Lee doesn’t exist anymore.” A loud beep had Grace pulling her phone out of her pocket and sighing. “Now, unless you have something about this wedding to discuss, I’ve got a lot of people out there waiting for me to start the rehearsal.” She turned, obviously thinking she would get to make her exit on that note, but he caught her elbow.
    This was beyond messed up. “I didn’t know Gracie Lee, and if you hadn’t asked me to the spring dance, you’d be an even vaguer high school memory than you already are. But I was interested in Grace Henson. It’s a shame that she can’t let Gracie Lee go and get over it. He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Christ, now you’ve got me talking about ‘Gracie Lee’ like she’s some other person. It’s insane. None of us are the same people we were in high school. You should be proud of how far you’ve come instead of trying to forget it all.”
    Grace took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest. “Oh, I am proud. And, trust me, I haven’t forgotten. But that’s exactly the reason why last night was a mistake.”
    This was insanity. “You know, I’m starting to agree with you.”
    He left her there in the gazebo before he said something he’d regret later. If nothing else, they still had to get through Honey’s wedding, and he didn’t need drama with the wedding planner in the mix. Brent shot him a questioning look as he passed by on his way back to the kitchen, but Beau waved him off.
    Grace was right about one thing: he had plenty of things he needed to be doing. So he would go do them, and try to forget that he’d ever gone to Grace’s last night at all.
    …
    When Beau stalked out, Grace finally let out her breath. That had not gone as expected. Her decisions had seemed so reasonable and rational at three o’clock this morning, and while she’d practiced her speech several times to herself today, it had all come out in a jumbled, irrational mess when she actually tried to deliver it.
    She sat on one of the benches, needing a second to collect herself before she went back out there. Beau had seemed so shocked at her speech—jumbled or not—as though he’d really expected something different to come from last night. Was she really looking for validation? Or vindication? Both? Neither? Did it matter? Argh.
    Things had been so much simpler before she came back to Bellefleur. She’d known exactly who she was. Everything was so confused now—
    “Grace?” She jumped. Honey stood in the gazebo door, worry etched across her face. “Are you okay?”
    Good Lord, I totally forgot about the wedding. She forced herself to smile serenely. “I’m fine. I thought you were taking a little break, though.”
    “I did. But you said take fifteen minutes and that was thirty minutes ago. Has something gone wrong?”
    Damn it. She’d been in here longer than she thought. No wonder Honey looked so stressed. Back to work. She forced a bigger, brighter smile across her face. “No, not at all. You don’t need to be worrying about anything. I’ve got it all under control.” Grace pushed to her feet. “If everyone’s here now, we’ll start—”
    “Wait.” Honey reached for her hand and led her back to the bench. The serious look on her face contrasted with her cheery yellow dress, which brought out the highlights in her hair and warmed her brown eyes. She took a deep breath as they sat. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
    It wasn’t unusual for wedding planners to double as pre-wedding counselors, and soothing nervous brides and warming cold feet were just part of the job. The one thing Grace knew for certain was that Honey wouldn’t be suffering from cold feet, but there was