Saying Yes To The Dress!. Сорейя Лейн

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      Not that it was going to be a relationship. A friendship. She thought of Drew’s lips. She wondered how a friendship was going to be possible.

      There must be a happy medium between wanton and so shy she couldn’t even eat lunch with him!

      “What you doing?” Tandu asked, looking at the desk she had managed to move about three feet across the room.

      “The breeze!” she said, too emphatically. “I thought I might get a better breeze if I moved the desk.”

      Tandu set down the lunch tray. With his help it was easier to wrestle the big piece of furniture into its new location.

      He looked out the window. “Nice view,” he said with wicked amusement. “Eat lunch, enjoy the view. Then you are needed at helicopter pad. Cargo arriving. Many, many boxes.”

      “I have a checklist. I’ll be down shortly. And Tandu, could you think of a few places for wedding photographs? I mean, the beaches are lovely, but if I could preview a few places for the photographer, that would be wonderful.”

      “Know exactly the place,” he said delightedly. “Waterfall.”

      “Yes!” she said.

      “I’ll draw you a map.”

      “Thank you. A waterfall!”

      “Now eat. Enjoy the view.”

      She did eat, and she did enjoy the view. It was actually much easier to get to work when she could just glance up and watch Drew, rather than making a special trip away from her desk and to the window.

      Later that afternoon, she headed down to the helicopter loading dock with her checklist and began sorting through the boxes and muttering to herself.

      “Candles? Check. Centerpieces? Check.”

      “Hi there.” She swung around.

      Drew was watching her, a little smile playing across his handsome features.

      “Hello.” Oh, God, did she have to sound so formal and geeky?

      “Do you always catch your tongue between your teeth like that when you are lost in thought?”

      She hadn’t been aware she was doing it, and pulled her tongue back into her mouth. He laughed. She blushed.

      “The pavilion is looking great,” she said, trying to think of something—anything—to say. She was as tongue-tied as if she were a teenager meeting her secret crush unexpectedly at the supermarket!

      “Yeah, my guys are pretty amazing, aren’t they?”

      She had not really spared a glance to any of the other guys. “Amazing,” she agreed.

      “I just thought I’d check and see if the fabric for draping the pavilion has arrived. I need to come up with a method for hanging it.”

      “I’ll look.”

      But he was already sorting through boxes, tossing them with easy strength. “This might be it. It’s from a fabric store. There’s quite a few boxes here.” He took a box cutter out of his shirt pocket and slit open one of the boxes. “Come see.”

      She sidled over to him. She could feel the heat radiating off him as they stood side by side.

      “Yes, that’s it.”

      He hefted up one of the boxes onto his shoulder. “I’ll send one of the guys over for the rest.”

      She stood there. That was going to be the whole encounter. Very professional, she congratulated herself.

      “You want to come weigh in on how to put it up?” he called over his shoulder.

      And she threw professionalism to the wind and scampered after him like a puppy who had been given a second chance at affection.

      “Hey, guys,” he called. “Team meeting. Fabric’s here.”

      His guys, four of them, gathered around.

      “Becky, Jared, Jason, Josh and Jimmy.”

      “The J series,” one of them announced. “Brothers. I’m the good-looking one, Josh.” He gave a little bow.

      “But I’m the strong one,” Jimmy announced.

      “And I’m the smart one.”

      “I’m the romantic,” Jared said, and stepped forward, picked up her hand and kissed it, to groans from his brothers. “You are a beauty, me lady. Do you happen to be available? I see no rings, so—”

      “That’s enough,” Drew said.

      His tone had no snap to it, at all, only firmness, but Becky did not miss how quickly Jared stepped back from her, or the surprised looks exchanged between the brothers.

      She liked seeing Drew in this environment. It was obvious his crew of brothers didn’t just respect him, they adored him. She soon saw why.

      “Let’s see what we have here,” Drew said. He opened a box and yards and yards of filmy white material spilled out onto the ground.

      He was a natural leader, listening to all the brothers’ suggestions about how to attach and drape the fabric to the pavilion poles they had worked all morning installing.

      “How about you, Becky?” Drew asked her.

      She was flattered that her opinion mattered, too. “I think you should put some kind of bar on those side beams. Long bars, like towel bars, and then thread the fabric through them.”

      “We have a winner,” one of the guys shouted, and they all clapped and went back to work.

      “I’ll hang the first piece and you can see if it works,” Drew said.

      With amazing ingenuity he had fabricated a bar in no time. And then he shinnied up a ladder that was leaning on a post and attached the first bar to the beam. And then he did the same on the other side.

      “The moment of truth,” he called from up on the wall.

      She opened the box and he leaned way down to take the fabric from her outstretched hand. Once he had it, he threaded it through the first bar, then came down from the ladder, trailing a line of wide fabric behind him. He went up the ladder on the other side of what would soon look like a pavilion, and threaded the fabric through there. The panel was about three feet wide and dozens of feet long. He came down to the ground and passed her the fabric end.

      “You do it,” he said.

      She tugged on it until the fabric lifted toward the sky, and then began to tighten. Finally, the first panel was in place. The light, filmy, pure-white fabric formed a dreamy roof above them, floating walls on either СКАЧАТЬ