Savannah smiled. “Especially to that.” She took a small sip of champagne, then set it aside.
“By the way, you’re doing my makeup today,” Autumn said to Savannah. “I figure you know all the tricks to make me a beautiful bride.”
“I do know a few, and I’d love to.”
“Awesome. The plan for today is a few hours of girl time and then we’ll get dressed. Two limos will be here at five to take us to the church. My parents will be in one, and I’ll ride with them. You two will ride in the second one.”
“Why isn’t your mother here?” Savannah asked.
“Because my dad said he wanted to ride with her, so…” She shrugged.
Savannah and I exchanged glances, both of us knowing that Autumn never came first with her mother, even on her wedding day. Autumn’s parents were a revolving door of on and off together. At the moment they were off. But that was another story, and I was selfishly glad it was just the three of us together.
As Autumn and I ate, I noticed that Savannah wasn’t, but her eyes greedily followed each morsel we put in our mouths. I picked up a slice of the banana bread, put it on a napkin, and set it in front of her.
She shook her head. “I’m not allowed… I mean I’m not hungry.”
Autumn’s gaze zeroed in on Savannah. “I call bullshit, Savannah Graham. You’re too skinny and you’re looking at this food like you haven’t had a decent meal in ages. Who doesn’t allow you to eat? Your mother? Jackson?”
“I can’t…I mean I don’t want to talk about Jackson. Or my mother. Not today.”
From what I’d heard Jackson say, she was under orders not to talk about him, but I didn’t tell Autumn that. It would only set Autumn off even more, and Savannah was obviously already close to losing it.
I put my hand over Savannah’s. “Here’s the deal. Whatever’s going on in your life right now, we’re here for you if you want to talk. In the meantime, we haven’t seen you in over a year, and we’re going to have fun for a few hours like we used to. That means we’re going to drink champagne and eat these delicious treats, reminisce and laugh. What goes on in this room this afternoon, stays in this room. So today, eat to your heart’s content. Mine and Autumn’s lips are sealed. Okay?”
Savannah’s gaze slid over the goodies on the table, and then she smiled as she looked from Autumn to me. “It’s marvelously okay.”
“Thank God,” Autumn said. “I thought I was going to have to cram that banana bread down your throat.”
“Remember when it was my sixteenth birthday and my mother gave me a bowl of fruit with a candle stuck in the middle?” Savannah grinned at Autumn. “You were so mad about that when I told you the next day.”
I laughed. “Yeah, she got Mary to make a chocolate fudge cake piled high with icing. We hid in Connor and Adam’s tree house and ate the whole thing.”
“It was so good,” Savannah said. “I think that was only the third time in my life that I’d had cake.”
Autumn scowled. “That’s just wrong.”
“Well, we’re going to make up for that today.” I refilled our champagne glasses, then put two of each treat in front of Savannah.
Savannah popped a chocolate-covered strawberry into her mouth. “I could eat a dozen of these.” She ate another one. “Speaking of Connor and Adam, how are they?”
“They’re doing great. Their log home business is doing very well and keeping them busy.” I wondered if she still had feelings for Adam. “Both are still single.”
“They’ll be at my wedding and the reception.” Autumn slyly eyed Savannah. “Adam asks about you sometimes.”
Savannah’s gaze lowered to the table, hiding whatever was in her eyes at the mention of Adam. “Is he happy?”
“I don’t think he’s been happy since you left him.”
I shot Autumn a warning glance. We were just getting Savannah to loosen up, and I didn’t want her crawling back into her shell.
“You should see some of their log homes,” I said. “They’re beautiful.”
“I’d like to someday.” She looked at Autumn. “I always thought you’d end up with Connor.”
Autumn’s eyes widened. “Why would you think that?”
“I don’t know. The two of you seemed to have a special connection.”
