“O.M.G. Yes! It’ssoromantic, the way he stopped your wedding. Like something out of a movie.”
“Fans are dying to know if you’re together and here you are, doing normal people stuff.”
“We are normal people,” Luke said.
“But not like, normal normal people,” the third girl said. “I mean, we’re on a history class field trip. You’re just like…here.”
Luke managed to get them all in frame together—the girls grinning ear-to-ear and Rowan doing her best not to look like the awkward random person caught in the picture.
“Can you sign my notebook, too?” the second girl asked.
“Did you guys get married?” the first girl whispered to Rowan.
“No, sorry,” she whispered back.
“Oh.” She looked crestfallen. “I really wanted you guys to be married.”
“Why?”
“Because that would be over-the-top romantic.”
“You don’t think it would be a little weird to be getting ready to marry one man one second and turn around and marry a different man the next?” Rowan asked.
“Maybe, but I just think it’s super romantic.”
“Yeah, you’ve said that,” Rowan said. “A couple of times.”
“I want someone to love me enough to barge into a wedding to stop it.” She sighed and blinked puppy dog eyes at Luke.
Well, all right then.
“Luke, are you going to record that song you sang at the wedding?” the third girl asked.
“Yeah, we’ve tried to find it, but the only videos on YouTube are from the wedding and the song cuts off when Rowan walks away,” the first girl said.
“There’s a YouTube video?” Rowan asked.
“Oh, yeah. You guys have like a gajillion views.”
Wonderful.
They finally extricated themselves from the group and left the plantation.
“Did you bring anything dressy? I can call and get us reservations for dinner,” Luke said.
“I’m too tired to go out for dinner. Can we order in again? Maybe Thai?”
“Sure, we can do that.”
Sitting on one of the tall stools in the kitchen, Rowan rested her elbow on the counter and propped her head on her fist while Luke called in their food order. It would be really great if he had a couch for her to curl up on. She looked at the small area next to the kitchen. A comfortable loveseat and wide chair would look really cute there. Add a rug, a couple of tables, and some plants and it would be the perfect place to relax while someone was cooking in the kitchen.
“So I’m thinking tomorrow we can go to Opryland Resort for lunch. It’s a lot easier to get lunch reservations than dinner. We can do the General Jackson for dinner. Maybe not tomorrow, but the day after? I’ll look up the schedule online and see what shows they have.”
Just thinking about running all over town again made her tired. “Luke, stop.”
“Stop what?”
“Stop treating me like I’m some out of town guest that you have to entertain.”
