CHAPTER TWELVE
February 6
Three days later, Kelsey sat across from Will at his dining room table. Scattered between them were file folders, notebooks, magazines, lists, sketches of the reception room, a phone book, a cell phone, a laptop, and a tablet. The wedding plans were coming together.
“Am I living up to your highly paid, highly qualified staff members?” Will asked.
She hesitated, long enough to make him sweat. “Yes, and I’m even noticing some personal improvement on your part.”
“Such as?
“Your eyes aren’t glassing over as much,” she teased.
“My eyes never glass over.” She raised a brow, and he grinned sheepishly. “Maybe once or twice, but for someone who’s never planned a wedding before, I’m doing great.”
“Wait.” She couldn’t believe he was a newbie. Not after all he’d done for Faith’s wedding. “What about your own wedding?”
“Sara knew what kind of wedding she wanted since she was twelve and took care of everything. I only had to show up in a tux and say, ‘I do.’”
“Any regrets?”
“No. It was the wedding Sara wanted.”
What did you want?The question sat on the tip of Kelsey’s tongue, but she kept her curiosity from getting the best of her. More than once, she’d felt her interest in Will go beyond what she would regularly entertain with clients. Of course, their actions did, too. Kissing in the parking lot. Spending the night together on the couch. Feeding each other wedding cake. None of those things were part of a business relationship. Yet everything had seemed normal, which was even odder. “So, how does it feel?”
Will furrowed a brow. “How does what feel?”
“To finally plan a wedding?”
The edges of his mouth turned up slightly. “It’s been…interesting.”
Kelsey chuckled. “I suppose ‘interesting’ is a step above painful.”
“I have to admit, the cake tasting has been my favorite so far.”
“Mine, too.”
Their gazes locked. She remembered staring into his eyes like this as she’d fed him a piece of cake, watching his lips close around her fingers as she pulled them…
Will looked away. “I’m learning a lot, though I don’t know when I’ll have the chance to use the knowledge again. I do have a greater appreciation for you canceling your vacation and doing all this work for us now.”
She didn’t know what to say, so she kept quiet.
“Where’s the seating chart you’ve been working on?” he asked.
Kelsey rose, walked to his side of the table, and placed two pieces of paper in front of him. “What do you think?”
As he stared at the charts, Will’s scent surrounded her. Woodsy, spicy, and oh-so-male. She felt a little dizzy and grabbed the edge of the table.
He touched her elbow. “You okay?”
“Fine.”
“For a second, you seemed to be in another world.”
Yes, she realized,the Land of Good Will Cologne. She let go of the edge. “I zoned out for a minute.”
“You’ve been working too hard.”
