But I was confused, and I didn’t hide it.
“That’s funny?” I asked.
“Ye dinnae have a job, lassie,” he pointed out. “How’re ye busy?”
Nope.
Time and maturity hadn’t made Alasdair Finlay Wallace any less insufferable.
“Well,” I started snottily, “even though Alex and Rix wanted something small and intimate, Mum horned in, as usual, and Alex caved to keep the peace, so their seventy-five guests turned into two hundred. And even keeping it at that, rather than the three hundred Mum wanted, was a battle. One I waged so Alex didn’t have to.”
I might have stated this rather pointedly, because I was not going to tell him directly he and his family were not on the first list, but I still just told him he and his family were not on Alex and Rix’s list.
Dair didn’t miss this and it only made him smile his wide, white smile again.
Totally insufferable.
“And since Alex doesn’t like huge gatherings, so she’s not a party planner extraordinaire?—”
His attractive, heavy, dark brows winged up. “Extraordinaire?”
I ignored him. “—and I am, I took this wedding off her plate. That means searching for venues. Contracting with them. Catering. Floral arrangements. Music arrangements. Invitations. Tracking RSVPs. Cake tasting.”
He cut in again. “Dinnae need the whole agenda, Blake.”
I ignored him again. “And since one of Dad’s PAs got married and moved to Pennsylvania, I took over managing his properties.”
Another interruption from Dair. “Reckon so, since ye use them more than he does.”
“Actually, I don’t,” I snapped.
“Oh, right, ye live in your Mum’s place in New York.”
I didn’t need a reminder of that either.
Though, this was Alasdair Wallace to a T.
Total bully.
I should find something I needed to do, make an excuse and walk away from him.
The problem was, I was incredibly good at party planning. Everything had been sorted for the entire weekend weeks ago.
Sure, I had a binder with a dizzying number of checklists. And I had to be up tomorrow at six o’clock to have breakfast and a shower in order to be fueled and ready to go over everything, start making calls to confirm, be certain everyone was where they were supposed to be, everything was in place and all that was taken care of before I got my hair and makeup done so I could walk down the aisle to attend my sister.
But that was just me being over-organized and wanting Alex and Rix to have their day where everything went off without a hitch. My ultimate goal was that all they had to do was show up, say their I do’s, then eat, drink, dance and be merry before they were off on their honeymoon.
The fact I didn’t have an excuse to pull me away from Dair right then wasn’t the reason I didn’t walk away.
No, it was because I was done with anyone being a bully to me.
Especially Dair Wallace.
“Your point?” I demanded.
He was studying me closely. “Just teasing ye, lass.”
“You don’t know me well enough to tease me like that,” I noted.
