“You are welcome.”

“Are you sure we aren’t rushing?”

Something clenched in his gut. “Are you having second thoughts?”

“No! Not at all.”

Okay, so that was good. “Have you changed your mind about walking down the aisle with a noticeable bump?”

“Definitely not.”

“Then we are not rushing things, we are simply being expedient.”

“Right. Um, Art called a little bit ago.”

Was that what had prompted her uncertainty? If so, was it because old feelings for her ex had resurfaced, or was it because seeing him made her question her decision-making skills when it came to marriage? “What did he want?”

“It finally sank in what you said about us getting married.”

“He is not invited.” Forgiving his family was one thing, her ex was a bridge too far.

“He wasn’t angling for an invitation, well not entirely.”

“That man has no shame.” And even less business sense.

you don’t even know

it wasn’t hard to figure out. “Let me

“Yes! How could he?”

like him?

that transferred more than adequately over the cell phone. “I suppose so, but there was a time, and I find this really hard to accept now without

feet of

whole body is clay, if you ask

not resurrected tender feelings. Zephyr could afford to be generous. “Do you want me to

you, if I did?” she asked, sounding more curious

“Yes.”

“You didn’t even hesitate.”

you

just be throwing good money after bad. Most of his best designers have left the firm because of creative or financial difficulties. I suggested moving to smaller offices when I still

choices and the effect they’ve had on

best designers had left Très Bon, I discovered he’s mostly been staffing with temporary interns since the

“So, no loan?”

“No loan,” Piper confirmed.

“I am sorry.”

living. Old Mr. Bellingham has to watch his company

is not an

told you he

for him a long

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