tree so the guests won’t be forced to sunbake for the hour long ceremony.
Looking speculatively at all the chairs, I make sure it’s all lined up straight and that each and every one of them has a lilac purple sash on it. Yep …the second row all has it… yes so does the third…. okay all done . Ticking off my check list on my clipboard, I start walking back to the chateau to find Gabe. I’ve assigned him to deal with the catering, so I can help with Marie and the bridal party in an hour or so.
As I walk into the chateau, I’m surprised to see one of the bridesmaids walking in. Then one of Alain’s brother walks in, then Marie’s daughter walks in. Hmm, they weren’t supposed to get here til 11.15am. If the bridal party are here that means…
“Lacey!”
My heart jump starts at the sound of Tristan’s voice. I really shouldn’t, I was expecting to see him today. In a work capacity, no less. But that doesn’t mean his voice doesn’t affect me. Turning around, I have to remember to breathe. Not only does his voice affect me, so does that face. And body, holy cow does he have a good one. In a fitted black tuxedo, he is the epitome of male beauty. Does he realise what a sexy beast he is? Clearing my throat, I straighten my posture and give him a polite nod. I’m not going to date him, I’m only going to work with him.
“Hey,” I say as I push my headset up.
Walking up to me, that devilish smirk sits on those sensual lips. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but he looks rather happy to see me. And if I’ll admit to myself, I am happy to see him.
“Hey.” Hands in his pocket, he takes the chance to look at me up and down. I’m secretly thrilled he is checking me out. “What’s the ETA?”
Looking down at my clipboard, I run my eyes up and down the page.
“Okay, so you may have seen but the venue is all done now. The technician has just finished setting up the sound system. The violin quartet is due to arrive at 11.30am and they will be rehearsing in the quiet room in the back of the Chateau, no changes there.” I scroll to the next page, skimming everything. “Gabe is with the catering, going well there. Drinks will be served at midday sharp, with the canapés to follow at 1pm.”
Tristan looks pensive, absorbing the update. “Good. The guests are still due to arrive the same time, the bridal party insisted on arriving earlier but the schedule is still the same. Don’t forget to speak to Pierre about the cake.”
I point to a bit on my page. “Already done.”
“And what about the DJ, he’s supposed to come thirty minutes earlier to test his equipment.”
Come on, who does he think he’s talking to? For someone so chilled one second, he sure can switch to serious business mode the next.
“Dude, I got this. Anything else?”
“You look beautiful,” he blurts out, those whiskey staring right at me.
I blush immediately, hating that he has such an effect on me, despite everything that’s happened.
“You don’t look so bad yourself. I bet you $50 you are going to take off that bow-tie straight after the ceremony,” I rib, knowing how he hates formal wear. Shame, because he wears it so well.
He grins, pulling his head back. “After the ceremony? More like the first chance I get. Once the vows start, I doubt they will care.”
We both laugh, but it’s forced and polite. I better see how Gabe is going, instead of getting distracted by this hunk of a man who I’ve made out on more than one occasion.
“Anyway, I better get going—”
I haven’t even walked two steps before Tristan steps in front of me, closing the distance between us. There it is again. That static, that electricity that happens whenever I get close to him. It can’t be still there, I’m not supposed to want him. Leaning into my shoulder, I ignore how good he smells, how good he looks.
“Is there a chance I can take out the hottest girl at this wedding after it’s over?” He
Looking speculatively at all the chairs, I make sure it’s all lined up straight and that each and every one of them has a lilac purple sash on it. Yep …the second row all has it… yes so does the third…. okay all done . Ticking off my check list on my clipboard, I start walking back to the chateau to find Gabe. I’ve assigned him to deal with the catering, so I can help with Marie and the bridal party in an hour or so.
As I walk into the chateau, I’m surprised to see one of the bridesmaids walking in. Then one of Alain’s brother walks in, then Marie’s daughter walks in. Hmm, they weren’t supposed to get here til 11.15am. If the bridal party are here that means…
“Lacey!”
My heart jump starts at the sound of Tristan’s voice. I really shouldn’t, I was expecting to see him today. In a work capacity, no less. But that doesn’t mean his voice doesn’t affect me. Turning around, I have to remember to breathe. Not only does his voice affect me, so does that face. And body, holy cow does he have a good one. In a fitted black tuxedo, he is the epitome of male beauty. Does he realise what a sexy beast he is? Clearing my throat, I straighten my posture and give him a polite nod. I’m not going to date him, I’m only going to work with him.
“Hey,” I say as I push my headset up.
Walking up to me, that devilish smirk sits on those sensual lips. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but he looks rather happy to see me. And if I’ll admit to myself, I am happy to see him.
“Hey.” Hands in his pocket, he takes the chance to look at me up and down. I’m secretly thrilled he is checking me out. “What’s the ETA?”
Looking down at my clipboard, I run my eyes up and down the page.
“Okay, so you may have seen but the venue is all done now. The technician has just finished setting up the sound system. The violin quartet is due to arrive at 11.30am and they will be rehearsing in the quiet room in the back of the Chateau, no changes there.” I scroll to the next page, skimming everything. “Gabe is with the catering, going well there. Drinks will be served at midday sharp, with the canapés to follow at 1pm.”
Tristan looks pensive, absorbing the update. “Good. The guests are still due to arrive the same time, the bridal party insisted on arriving earlier but the schedule is still the same. Don’t forget to speak to Pierre about the cake.”
I point to a bit on my page. “Already done.”
“And what about the DJ, he’s supposed to come thirty minutes earlier to test his equipment.”
Come on, who does he think he’s talking to? For someone so chilled one second, he sure can switch to serious business mode the next.
“Dude, I got this. Anything else?”
“You look beautiful,” he blurts out, those whiskey staring right at me.
I blush immediately, hating that he has such an effect on me, despite everything that’s happened.
“You don’t look so bad yourself. I bet you $50 you are going to take off that bow-tie straight after the ceremony,” I rib, knowing how he hates formal wear. Shame, because he wears it so well.
He grins, pulling his head back. “After the ceremony? More like the first chance I get. Once the vows start, I doubt they will care.”
We both laugh, but it’s forced and polite. I better see how Gabe is going, instead of getting distracted by this hunk of a man who I’ve made out on more than one occasion.
“Anyway, I better get going—”
I haven’t even walked two steps before Tristan steps in front of me, closing the distance between us. There it is again. That static, that electricity that happens whenever I get close to him. It can’t be still there, I’m not supposed to want him. Leaning into my shoulder, I ignore how good he smells, how good he looks.
“Is there a chance I can take out the hottest girl at this wedding after it’s over?” He
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