“Thank you, darling.I love it near as much as that guy.”She tipped her head toward me.Cash blinked at me, no doubt wondering if I was good enough for his grandmother.
“When and where do you plan to hitch up?”Cam asked.
I snorted at the term—it wasn’t close to romantic.Jenna must have agreed with me because she groaned his name.
Everyone laughed.
“If Jasmine doesn’t have an idea,” I said after a long moment.“I have one.”
“What’s that?”she asked, glancing back at me as she held open the screen door to her house.
I waited for everyone to filter into her large kitchen, swallowing down the swarm of butterflies that whooshed through my midsection.
“I know how much you like Laguna Gloria?—”
“That’s sculptures!”Regan said, clasping her hands under her chin and sighing rapturously.
“Right on the lake,” Aya said, eyes shining.
“That’s so you, Mama.”
“Good job,” Jenna said as she sidled up next to me.“That’s a fantastic location.Really romantic.”
I wasn’t sure it was in our budget, but I thought the kids would like it—so would Jasmine—and they had events there often, so they’d understand the need for security.
Jasmine smiled at me.“I love it,” she said.“That’s a good choice for the kids.”
She and I understood how important their safety was.While Jasmine cut pieces of pie from her seeming ubiquitous supply, Nash stepped out of the room with his phone to his ear.
“Oh, we get to go dress shopping,” Kate exclaimed.
“Let’s go to the store where Aya found her dress.They have such pretty vintage things.You’ll look so pretty!”Jenna practically bounced around the room.
“Laguna Gloria has an open date in three weeks,” Nash said, phone dangling from his hand.“You want it?”
I gawked, shocked that my son had been on the phone right now to set up my wedding.
“If you ever decide to give up on music, I think you have a stellar career ahead of you in wedding planning,” Carter said.
Everyone cracked up because we all knew the story of Nash buying a tiny private island for his wedding to Aya.
“I just might,” Nash said with a grin.“They are a happy day, after all.”
I shot Jasmine a look of askance.Her slightly dazed expression softened as she nodded.“I’d marry you right now if you wanted.But I love the idea of getting married on the water.”She frowned as she glanced around, worry in her eyes.“Can you kids clear your calendars, then?I know we’d planned on Independence Day here, and that’s only a few weeks later….”
“We can make it happen, Mama,” Cam said, leaning down to kiss her cheek.He whispered something in her ear and she shot him a radiant smile—then handed him a piece of pie that barely fit on the plate.Cam grinned happily as he settled next to his son at the table.
“No worries on our end,” Carter said.“Regan and I decided to slow down this year.”
“Why?”Kate asked, always the suspicious younger sister.
“Because I miss you,” Regan said.
“Oh, so not for babies?”Jenna asked.She surprised me.I knew she’d miscarried a few months before, but she seemed excited about Regan and Carter having a child.
“No.I’m having some fertility issues.Stress-related, the doctors said.”
The women huddled together to discuss the prognosis in more detail.I settled back against the counter, staring at the pie, saliva pooling in my mouth.There was one slice left—one slice for me, I realized as I glanced around.I snatched it up and brought the fork to my lips, moaning as that first delectable bite hit my tastebuds.No one made a pie like Jasmine.
