He made it to us, looked down at the scrapbook, then looked to Alexis. “Wait, are you planning something other than cakes without me?”
“I—” Alexis started.
“Who are you?” Tod asked.
But Zach was seeing Raye’s and my scrapbooks also opened on the table.
“Wait!” he snapped. “Are you all planning weddings? Willow,”—he homed in on me with his et tu, Brute? tone—“you just hooked up with Gabe a few days ago.”
No matter how insane what was happening was, I’d already decided on periwinkle and grape for my wedding, so I couldn’t quite tamp down my guilty look.
“I’m the officially unofficial wedding planner of all the Rock Chicks,” Tod grandly proclaimed.
No matter how grand the proclamation, Zach was unimpressed.
“Well, these aren’t Rock Chicks,” he shot back. “These are Oasis Babes, and as such, they’re under me and my partner Bill’s domain.”
“We can all work together,” Tod decreed.
“Since when do four wedding planners work together successfully?” Zach demanded.
“Don’t count me in,” Stevie piped up. “I only carry swatches. I’m out for the rest of it.”
“Except for the big day,” Tod contradicted. “You’re my assistant for the big day.”
“Yes, except that, but I have no creative or decision-making input,” Stevie made himself clear.
Zach turned to Alexis. “Lovely, we have diagrams. We have Pinterest ideas.”
“Pinterest,” Tod scoffed under his breath like he’d say amateur.
“Alexis has a lot of ideas,” Zach said hotly.
“Well then,”—Tod fluttered a hand over the scrapbooks—“let’s cull them then get them down in The Book.”
“You should see the diagrams, Tod,” Raye said. “They’re on big posterboards and they’re rad.”
Considering this seemed like a burgeoning situation, Tod fortunately appeared intrigued by the concept of diagrams.
“What’s going on?”
Fabulous, now Martha was there.
“Martha, this is—” Raye started to introduce.
“Are we talking weddings?” Martha cut Raye off to ask, then she sat down and dragged Alexis’s scrapbook to her. “No,” she stated instantly. “Too pale.” She saw mine and her brows formed a V. “I thought you just started things up with your man?”
“I didn’t do it,” I said and looked up at Tod. “But we’re totally running with this periwinkle thing.”
“Agreed,” Tod replied on a nod.
“Zach, do you mind going to get the posterboards?” Alexis asked.
“Not at all,” Zach replied, and immediately started jogging to his and Bill’s place.
“Who broke the cardinal rule of not bringing out the entire bottle?” Martha demanded, glowering at Alexis’s and my wines.
“I did, Martha. I’ll go get it in a second,” Alexis said, leaning toward Martha and flipping through her book.
