The Bridesmaid's Proposal (Valentine's Day Short Story). Rebecca Winters

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      Costuming had made that decision. She was maid of honor, and she and Fabio, the best man who stood six feet three, would look better walking down the aisle together if she were taller.

      “Your basket of flowers. The marriage license is rolled up and stuck in there with the roses.”

      “Real white roses?” Reese lowered her head to smell the marvelous fragrance.

      “Yeah. They just arrived.”

      Reese turned to leave.

      Patsy called her back. “Here’s the ring to give the groom.”

      “Oh—can’t forget that.” She slid it on her pinky. “You’re a miracle worker, Patsy,” she said, taking it from the other woman. “I’m going to miss you.”

      “We hate to see you go, but a person’s got to do what they’ve got to do.” She put her hands on her hips. “You look scrumptious, but you’re acting all quiet and jumpy. Something’s wrong.”

      A small cry of surprise escaped Reese’s lips because Patsy could sense anything at all.

      “Hey? Are you okay? Do you have a headache? I can get you some water and painkillers.”

      She shook her head. “That’s so nice of you, but I’m fine, Patsy. Just keyed up. You know. The last day on the set.”

      “I thought so. If you need anything, just let me know.”

       I need for this day to be over.

      CHAPTER TWO

      REESE thanked Patsy one more time, then headed for the door. She walked down the stairs as fast as her heels would allow. The first thing she did was check the call sheets outside the stage. Virtually everyone in the cast was on camera today for the big wedding scene.

      The main couple on the show, Miranda and Carlo, was getting married for the second time. Carlo had asked Fabio, his nephew from Italy, to be his best man.

      Kathryn Shaw—Carly’s mother—and Miranda had been best friends. After Kathryn’s sudden tragic passing, Miranda had treated Carly like another daughter. But by doing so, she’d alienated her own only daughter Melissa, who hated her mother and had been fathered by Miranda’s first husband. He was in prison for embezzlement.

      Melissa was in love with Fabio and so jealous of Carly, she’d tried to kill her several times. She’d adamantly refused to be the maid of honor at her mother’s wedding. Thus Carly had been chosen.

      Off the set, Elaine Hirsh, who played the part of Miranda, was a wonderful friend and support to Reese. When her aunt had died, Elaine and her husband, along with Alex, had been right there to comfort her and make sure she wasn’t alone.

      The whole cast had honored Lilian’s memory both on and off the set, but it was Elaine who’d taken Reese under her wing for real. Since the funeral they’d grown very close and had shared many private confidences despite their age difference.

      Elaine knew the real reason Reese was leaving the show. Because she could remember how painful it was to be in love and not be able to do anything about it, she was the one person who hadn’t tried to dissuade Reese from her plans. In front of the others she’d applauded her decision to go back to the university and get her degree.

      “Hey, Reese!”

      She looked over her shoulder and saw twenty-eight-year-old Leah headed toward her in one of those slinky dresses that made the most of her voluptuous figure.

      “That’s quite an outfit Wardrobe has put you in.”

      “I wouldn’t be caught dead in it otherwise.” They smiled at each other. “It’s the pits you’re leaving the show. You have no idea how much I’m going to miss trying to kill you off.”

      Reese chuckled in spite of her pain. “You’ll be getting your last chance today.”

      “True, but as usual I won’t succeed, and you will get to fly off into the sunset with the breathtaking Fabio.”

      “Don’t envy me. On our honeymoon, I get lost in the jungle, never to be seen again. You’ll have Mr Irresistible all to yourself.”

      Her married friend grinned. “Don’t I wish. So what’s the real deal on Alex?” she asked, lowering her voice. “Is he taken? Like in for keeps?”

      “Who wants to know?” Reese questioned noncommittally.

      “Sally. She’s had a crush on him forever.”

      Sally and a dozen other actresses.

      A shiver ran down Reese’s back. She rearranged the flowers in the basket she was carrying, making sure the certificate lay on top for easy access.

      “I don’t honestly know, Leah. Rumor has it there’s another woman, but he doesn’t share anything about his personal life with me.”

      “Well, if you don’t know, nobody else does, that’s for sure. Since your aunt’s funeral, he has seemed a lot more attentive around you. I thought maybe he confided in you.”

      “Afraid not. My aunt gave him some acting tips when he first came on the show. He liked her a lot, and knows I’ve missed her, so he’s been a good listening ear. That’s all.”

      “That’s not all. Take a look at him in that tux.”

      “I’m looking.” Reese had already sensed him coming before she’d actually caught sight of his tall, fit, male physique.

      “So is every woman on both sets. Sally needs to cool it. You can tell he hates fawning women.”

      That was exactly why Reese was leaving the show, before she made a fool of herself over him as Sally was doing. With his dark attractive features and olive skin, her heart couldn’t take much more.

      “He’s headed our way. Lucky you,” Leah quipped. “If I were you, I’d make the most of that final clinch he gives you in the vestibule. After today’s taping, there’s not going to be any more of that to look forward to.”

       Thank you for reminding me.

      “All the emotion he puts out is strictly for the camera.”

      “Come on,” Leah baited her. “Admit there were times when the temperature heated up between you two.”

      “I admit he made our love scenes look passionate, but that’s because he’s a good actor.”

      “Whatever you say.” Leah emphatically didn’t believe her. At Alex’s approach, the skin prickled on the back of Reese’s neck.

      “Good morning, ladies. Brushing up on your lines?” he asked in his deep, cultured voice. He spoke with a slight Greek accent but saved his deep Italian accent for the camera.

      Somehow Reese found the courage to lift her guarded blue gaze to his. “It СКАЧАТЬ