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

definitely something bothering her. That’s why she’d sent her off for a glass of wine and a break in the first place. Whatever it was, Honey probably had only one nerve left, and it was getting stretched pretty tight. Grace sat next to her, schooling her face into the encouraging yet sympathetic smile she’d found helped in these situations. “Okay. Tell me.”
    “First, I want to say thank you. I’m afraid I’ll forget to do it tomorrow. You’re amazing, the way you’ve stepped in—”
    That was a surprise. “Honey, it’s my pleasure. I want this to be the most perfect, most beautiful wedding Bellefleur has ever seen. You can thank me by having a wonderful day and living happily ever after with Brent.”
    Honey’s smile was, at best, tight. Grace had to give her props, though, for the effort. “That’s my hope.” She took a deep breath. “And I also want to say I’m sorry.”
    “For what?”
    “Being mean to you in high school, for starters.”
    That came straight from left field, throwing her off her game. And while the apology meant more to her than she really wanted to admit, now was really not the proper time to rehash fast times at Bellefleur High. “That was a long time ago, Honey—”
    “I know, but I still want to apologize. And once I’m back from my honeymoon, I’d like to go to lunch. Get to know you better.”
    And the hits just keep coming. “I think I’d like that,” she said automatically, surprising herself when she realized it was true. And it wasn’t validation or vindication, either, just the fact that she’d like to get to know Honey a little better, too. After all, planning a wedding gave all kinds of insights into the bride, and she had to admit Honey would probably be an interesting friend to have. Crazy. Grace stood again, trying to be brisk and professional. “Now, we’ve got people waiting—”
    Honey turned serious. “They can keep waiting. I’m not done.”
    Grace sat. “ O -kay.”
    “I told Beau to apologize to you—”
    “What? When?” This wasn’t at all what she’d been expecting, and it certainly wasn’t a very professional conversation to be having, but the words were out before she could stop them. Beau claimed he hadn’t known until she told him, and while it shouldn’t make a difference, it did. She couldn’t handle it if Beau had shown up at her place last night out of pity or regret for his actions. “Just a little while ago. When I went to get the wine. He says he didn’t know that you’d been set up, and I believe him. I hope you will, too.”
    Her phone beeped again. She simply couldn’t deal with the Beau issue right now. “Okay. But, Honey, let’s focus on the wedding—”
    “I’ve thought about nothing else for months, and I think I’d like a minute to think about something else for a change.”
    There was obviously a lot more than just the wedding of the decade stressing Honey, but they weren’t actually friends—yet—so Grace didn’t know what other topics might be appropriate. Or safe to broach. They didn’t have much to talk about other than the wedding.
    Honey seemed to think otherwise. “Here’s the thing. I think Beau’s going to ask you out.”
    Grace choked and covered it with a cough. “ What ?”
    “He called me yesterday after he met with you. He said he had this feeling he knew you from somewhere, so I told him who you were.”
    Honey’s voice had changed along with the topic, losing some of its edge-of-hysteria tone. That was a good thing, so while it really wasn’t a topic she cared to discuss, Grace didn’t have the heart to shut her down. She nodded politely instead.
    “There was definitely interest in his voice, so I gave him your work number. Don’t be surprised if you get a call from him next week.”
    Grace bit back a slightly hysterical laugh. No, Beau was an impatient, take-action guy. “Thanks for the heads-up.” Her phone beeped again. “Now, we really need to get started or else