of walking,” she put in, smiling sweetly and admiring her simple black flats.
Rhiannon popped into the room, looking distracted as she ran through her trip check list in her mind. She had plenty of cash for their purchases, a cell phone she’d gotten from Thea in case there was an emergency, a map of New York City with prime wedding dress shops and highly reviewed restaurants circled, and…
“Aw, now see, this one’s overdressed,” Blythe declared, putting her hands on her hips and staring at Rhiannon accusingly. “You look like you’re going to a corporate business meeting.”
Rhiannon stared down at her slender black pencil skirt and scarlet red silk blouse. “I always dress this way,” she replied, tilting her head up defensively. “Besides, we are going to some very expensive stores since Capri deserves only the very best, and the clerks will expect a certain amount of class from their customers or else they will not take us seriously.”
She stared at Blythe’s cut up faded Levis and simple white t-shirt, complete with practical sneakers that had seen better days.
“What?” Blythe snapped, temper flashing in her eyes. “You think I care what some prissy bitches at some fancy dress store think? We’re trying on clothes, ergo, it’s best to wear something casual so it’s easy to take on and off.”
Rhiannon was about to mention how it would be in Capri’s best interest to blend in with the high society crowd of Fifth Avenue, but held her tongue at Capri’s look of distress. They were supposed to be getting along now and putting aside their obvious differences, and if she had to be the bigger person and give in this time then so be it.
“You make a good point,” she said before turning to Capri, ignoring Blythe’s derisive snort. “I have a map with the best bridal stores circled on it, and I was able to do some research and we should have plenty of dresses to choose from in the color you want.”
“Perfect!” Capri excitedly clapped her hands together, smiling at the two of them. “Oh, I should grab some money…I think I have a little bit stashed in my dresser…”
“Don’t worry about the money, it’s taken care of.” Rhiannon reached out to stop her, her lips curving into a warm smile.
“Yeah, you didn’t think we’d make you buy your own wedding dress, did you?” Blythe slipped an arm over Capri’s shoulders with a grin.
“I don’t know what to say,” Capri managed, her eyes filling as she looked from Rhiannon to Blythe.
“Just say thank you so we can get going.” Blythe winked at Rhiannon before turning to Capri, who let out a shaky laugh and threw her arms around her.
“Thank you.” She spun away from Blythe and hugged Rhiannon, who felt her own eyes welling with tears.
“You’re very welcome,” Rhiannon murmured, pulling away to smile at her friend.
“Hey, where’re you guys going?” Liam shuffled in suddenly, a half eaten apple in his hand that he cheerfully took a bite of as he stood before them.
“Dress shopping in New York,” Blythe informed him, already revved to go. “Wanna come?”
“Mmm…shopping’s not really my scene,” he began, getting that nervous male look on his face that came from dreading an onslaught of female pressure.
“Oh, but you have to come! Why didn’t I think of this before?” Capri looked a bit embarrassed but beamed prettily at him all the same, her gray eyes sparkling with humor. “You still have to get fitted for a suit.”
“I’m going with Rian and Brogan to get a suit.”
“They already have theirs.” Capri bit her lip, trying to hold back a laugh at the look of horror and betrayal in his eyes.
He glanced over to Rhiannon for confirmation, and she merely smiled. “I’ve seen Brogan’s suit, it’s very classy. He told me which store he purchased it from…it’s conveniently also in New York.”
“Well, damn.” He looked properly deflated as he scowled at Blythe, who had let out a hoot of
Rhiannon popped into the room, looking distracted as she ran through her trip check list in her mind. She had plenty of cash for their purchases, a cell phone she’d gotten from Thea in case there was an emergency, a map of New York City with prime wedding dress shops and highly reviewed restaurants circled, and…
“Aw, now see, this one’s overdressed,” Blythe declared, putting her hands on her hips and staring at Rhiannon accusingly. “You look like you’re going to a corporate business meeting.”
Rhiannon stared down at her slender black pencil skirt and scarlet red silk blouse. “I always dress this way,” she replied, tilting her head up defensively. “Besides, we are going to some very expensive stores since Capri deserves only the very best, and the clerks will expect a certain amount of class from their customers or else they will not take us seriously.”
She stared at Blythe’s cut up faded Levis and simple white t-shirt, complete with practical sneakers that had seen better days.
“What?” Blythe snapped, temper flashing in her eyes. “You think I care what some prissy bitches at some fancy dress store think? We’re trying on clothes, ergo, it’s best to wear something casual so it’s easy to take on and off.”
Rhiannon was about to mention how it would be in Capri’s best interest to blend in with the high society crowd of Fifth Avenue, but held her tongue at Capri’s look of distress. They were supposed to be getting along now and putting aside their obvious differences, and if she had to be the bigger person and give in this time then so be it.
“You make a good point,” she said before turning to Capri, ignoring Blythe’s derisive snort. “I have a map with the best bridal stores circled on it, and I was able to do some research and we should have plenty of dresses to choose from in the color you want.”
“Perfect!” Capri excitedly clapped her hands together, smiling at the two of them. “Oh, I should grab some money…I think I have a little bit stashed in my dresser…”
“Don’t worry about the money, it’s taken care of.” Rhiannon reached out to stop her, her lips curving into a warm smile.
“Yeah, you didn’t think we’d make you buy your own wedding dress, did you?” Blythe slipped an arm over Capri’s shoulders with a grin.
“I don’t know what to say,” Capri managed, her eyes filling as she looked from Rhiannon to Blythe.
“Just say thank you so we can get going.” Blythe winked at Rhiannon before turning to Capri, who let out a shaky laugh and threw her arms around her.
“Thank you.” She spun away from Blythe and hugged Rhiannon, who felt her own eyes welling with tears.
“You’re very welcome,” Rhiannon murmured, pulling away to smile at her friend.
“Hey, where’re you guys going?” Liam shuffled in suddenly, a half eaten apple in his hand that he cheerfully took a bite of as he stood before them.
“Dress shopping in New York,” Blythe informed him, already revved to go. “Wanna come?”
“Mmm…shopping’s not really my scene,” he began, getting that nervous male look on his face that came from dreading an onslaught of female pressure.
“Oh, but you have to come! Why didn’t I think of this before?” Capri looked a bit embarrassed but beamed prettily at him all the same, her gray eyes sparkling with humor. “You still have to get fitted for a suit.”
“I’m going with Rian and Brogan to get a suit.”
“They already have theirs.” Capri bit her lip, trying to hold back a laugh at the look of horror and betrayal in his eyes.
He glanced over to Rhiannon for confirmation, and she merely smiled. “I’ve seen Brogan’s suit, it’s very classy. He told me which store he purchased it from…it’s conveniently also in New York.”
“Well, damn.” He looked properly deflated as he scowled at Blythe, who had let out a hoot of
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