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“Yep. Ali went over and double checked it last night and Tate went over there with Jack early this morning to make sure everything runs smoothly. All you need to worry about is looking gorgeous.”
I lean back in my chair. “Well, I suppose I can handle that.”
“You want me to bring you more coffee?” she asks, pointing to the empty mug and I shake my head.
“No, if I have anymore, I’ll start getting the jitters.”
She nods. “How about I bring you some tea to calm your nerves a little?”
Before I can object or tell her I don’t really like tea, she leaves the room and I sigh, unable to wipe the smile off my face. I can’t believe today is really the day. It feels so surreal after all the years I spent thinking this would never happen but in just a little over an hour, I’m going to be married to my best friend.
“Well, you look happy,” Hannah says as she walks in with her makeup bag.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
She shrugs. “Just double checking that you’re not having second thoughts.”
“No way,” I tell her, shaking my head. “Noah and I are made for one another.”
“Gee, I wonder who told you that like, I don’t know, a month ago.”
I throw a pillow at her. “Shush.”
“So, what are we thinking for your makeup?” she asks as she lays tools and makeup out on the bed. I glance up at my dress, hanging from the closet door, and purse my lips.
“How about a purple smokey eye?”
“Ohh, I love that.”
She starts organizing things on the bed as I turn back to the mirror and smile. I can almost picture what everything is going to look like when it all comes together and I really hope it’s going to knock Noah’s socks off.
The motion alarm goes off and I jerk forward in my seat as Hannah gasps, looking up at the door.
“Are any of the boys supposed to be coming here?” I ask and she shrugs. Standing up, I reach for the gun before remembering I left it on the kitchen table as I whisper a curse. “Shit. Stay here.”
“Kady,” she hisses, ducking on the side of the bed as she tries to grab my hand but I shake her off me. Quinn and Carly are still in the living room and I need to get to them. Just as I’m about to step into the living room, they round the corner of the hallway with their hands over their ears.
“There’s two guys coming up the driveway right now,” Quinn says, fear filling her eyes.
“Go hide with Hannah,” I tell them. Carly shakes her head as Quinn takes off for the bedroom. Jeez, guess she doesn’t need to be told twice.
“What about you?”
I point to the kitchen. “I’m going to go get my gun. Call the boys.”
She nods and follows Quinn down the hallway as I creep out into the living room. The alarm cuts off and my eyes flick to the gun on the table as the front door slams open. I jerk into action, going for the gun but someone tackles me to the floor before I can get to it. We struggle and I try to get away from him but he straddles my waist and slams my head into the floor.
“Well, well, well,” a voice says that sends a chill through me and I fight the urge to shiver as fear snakes through my body. “Fancy running into you here.”
“Go to hell,” I spit as the man on top of me rolls me to my back and Oliver walks into the room. He stops right next to me and smiles down before turning to the guy holding me down.
“Tie her up.”
The man climbs off me before yanking me up and dragging me over to the wooden post that separates the living room from the kitchen before he ties my hands together behind me and ties my whole body to the post as I struggle against him. When he’s finished, he stands next to the door with his arms crossed in front of him. The girls stumble out of the bedroom with the other guys on their heels and a gun pointed at them.
“Don’t hurt them,” I growl, glaring at Oliver and he sighs.
“Put them back in the bedroom and watch them.”
