“Is there a problem?”
“No,” he replied reluctantly, then burst out, “Actually, yeah. Yeah, there is.”
“What’s wrong?”
He let out a flustered sigh. “I don’t like the idea of a prenup. We decided we weren’t going to go into this planning on getting divorced. A prenup seems to contradict that.”
He had a point, but still…
“You need to protect yourself, Alan. You have a lot more to lose than me if this doesn’t work out.”
“I made sure you’re always taken care of, so you’d never have to worry about money. Honestly, you’d probably come out better than if we didn’t have one. But I don’t know… it still doesn’t feel right.”
I stroked his arm up and down.
“I think it’s the smart thing to do. If we never need it, then it’s no big deal that we have it. But if we do need it… we’ll be glad I signed it.”
He slowly nodded his head. “You’re right, but I still don’t like it. You should have an attorney look at it, just so you know you’ll be protected, too.”
I quickly glanced at the document. There was a lot of lawyer-speak that I didn’t understand, but he was right. In the event we divorced, I’d never have to work. He’d been very generous in making sure I was financially secure. And he set up a trust for Ruthie.
That was all I needed to see.
I pulled a pen from my apron pocket and smiled at him. “I trust you,” I said then signed it right there.
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The next day, Jade came into the bakery after closing time. Kristy and Lainey were busy making croissants while I finished scanning the last of the found recipes. I wanted to make sure I got that project done before I headed out on my honeymoon. After all the help Lainey had given me, I owed her that.
“How’re things going with Alan?” Jade asked as she grabbed a freshly baked roll and sat on a stool at the work station. “Any more hot dates?”
I’d given the ladies the tea last Saturday about how things had gone with Alan. I kind of felt bad for kissing and telling, but I’d needed to thank Kristy for all her good advice. And there was no way they’d let it go with just my simple thank you.
I told Jade, “Unfortunately, we haven’t found time to be alone since then.”
“Well, fortunately,” Lainey observed, “you only have three more nights before you get married.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me. There’s still so much to do!”
Jade dramatically swiped her cheek with her left hand and said, “Oh, hey… speaking of weddings…”
The three of us must have all noticed the sparkling new diamond on her ring finger at the same time because we squealed in unison, then Lainey grabbed her sister’s hand.
“Oh my god! When did this happen?”
Jade grinned from ear-to-ear. “He surprised me last night. He took me to Maxfield’s, saying he wanted to celebrate being cleared to go back to full duty—which turned out to be a big, fat lie, by the way. He’s still working the desk.”
“So, how did he ask?”
“Was the ring in your champagne glass?”
“Did he have the servers hide it in the dessert?”
Jade laughed. “No, he didn’t ask at the restaurant. That was just a ruse to get me out of the house so his parents could come over and spread out rose petals and light candles.”
Lainey pursed her lips. “Oh, his parents, huh? I guess having someone withrecentexperience doing exactly that was a bad idea. And they just left open flames at your house without a second thought?”
“First off, he knew you’d blab.”
