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focus. Instead he saw Fallon with one of Richard’s vet friends. The man was all teeth, leering at Fallon, his hands the size of dinner plates, ready to …
A possessive anger rushed though Lance. Standing, he reached for his phone and headed for his car. First he would see Fallon and make sure no other man touched her; then he would strangle Richard.
* * *
“Sierra, you lived up to your promise and more.” Naomi hugged the other woman. “You made the day one I’ll never forget.”
“And you found the perfect dress.” Sierra leaned closer and whispered, “One Richard can’t wait to get you out of.”
Naomi blushed, then turned to the other women. “Thank you all for being my friends, for sharing this day with me.”
Fallon snapped the shot, sniffed. “You’re going to be a beautiful bride, and thanks for not putting me in a yucky bridesmaid dress.”
The words were barely out of her mouth before a cell phone rang, quickly followed by two more, then a fourth. “Looks like your men are anxious to see you,” she said with a real smile. She’d gotten over her initial spurt of melancholy of missing Lance and wishing they had more time.
“They probably want us to know they’re here.” Catherine, the matron of honor, picked up the wedding gown in the heavy plastic cover. “Naomi, Richard is waiting for you outside so he doesn’t see the dress. You, Kayla, and Gladys go on.”
“I’ll help with the wedding dress.” Fallon picked up the full skirt.
Naomi nibbled on her lower lip. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have gotten one so elaborate.”
“Nonsense,” Mrs. Youngblood said. “You loved it the moment you saw it, and you looked beautiful in the ball gown. If you hadn’t gotten it, you would have regretted it. Now let’s go see that son and husband of mine.”
Naomi took Mrs. Youngblood’s hands. “Thank you for sharing your son with me and Kayla. We love him, too.”
“And I get to call him Daddy once the minister says they’re man and wife,” Kayla interjected. “And we’ll live in the same house and I can help him take care of the horses every day.”
“Mrs. Navarone, Mr. Navarone asks if there is a problem,” the hostess said, her lips twitching.
“Please lower the door,” Sierra instructed, then turned to the two bodyguards who had stayed out of the main cabin until they landed. “Aaron, please take the gown from Catherine and Fallon and put it in the limousine. Paul, take Catherine’s and Fallon’s dresses, then come back for the other bags with Naomi’s name and Fallon’s name and instruct the driver to wait for Fallon. After he takes her home, he is to deliver everything else to Catherine’s house.”
Naomi’s phone rang again. Catherine and Fallon urged her toward the door. “Go.”
Hugging the woman, Naomi took Kayla’s hand and went down the steps, her future mother-in-law following close behind. The two bodyguards followed with their second load.
Fallon picked up two bags. “I can help carry things out. Blade and the others are probably anxious to see you.”
“No more than we are.” Catherine picked up two bags.
“That’s always nice to hear,” Luke said.
“It certainly is,” Blade agreed.
With squeals that would have done a high school girl proud at meeting her teen idol, Sierra and Catherine ran to embrace Blade and Luke. The kiss that followed was hot enough to singe asphalt. Fallon glanced at Mrs. Grayson to gauge her reaction and saw her smiling. Apparently she wasn’t bothered any more than Rio, who wore his usual closed expression.
“Would all those be yours?” Blade asked, nodding toward the shopping bags and clothes in garment bags.
Sierra chuckled. “Mama and Catherine have a few things.”
“Em-m-m.” Blade reached for Fallon’s bags. “You might need your hands free going down the stairs. After you.”
Having a billionaire take her bags, especially one as gorgeous as Blade Navarone, momentarily caught Fallon off
A possessive anger rushed though Lance. Standing, he reached for his phone and headed for his car. First he would see Fallon and make sure no other man touched her; then he would strangle Richard.
* * *
“Sierra, you lived up to your promise and more.” Naomi hugged the other woman. “You made the day one I’ll never forget.”
“And you found the perfect dress.” Sierra leaned closer and whispered, “One Richard can’t wait to get you out of.”
Naomi blushed, then turned to the other women. “Thank you all for being my friends, for sharing this day with me.”
Fallon snapped the shot, sniffed. “You’re going to be a beautiful bride, and thanks for not putting me in a yucky bridesmaid dress.”
The words were barely out of her mouth before a cell phone rang, quickly followed by two more, then a fourth. “Looks like your men are anxious to see you,” she said with a real smile. She’d gotten over her initial spurt of melancholy of missing Lance and wishing they had more time.
“They probably want us to know they’re here.” Catherine, the matron of honor, picked up the wedding gown in the heavy plastic cover. “Naomi, Richard is waiting for you outside so he doesn’t see the dress. You, Kayla, and Gladys go on.”
“I’ll help with the wedding dress.” Fallon picked up the full skirt.
Naomi nibbled on her lower lip. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have gotten one so elaborate.”
“Nonsense,” Mrs. Youngblood said. “You loved it the moment you saw it, and you looked beautiful in the ball gown. If you hadn’t gotten it, you would have regretted it. Now let’s go see that son and husband of mine.”
Naomi took Mrs. Youngblood’s hands. “Thank you for sharing your son with me and Kayla. We love him, too.”
“And I get to call him Daddy once the minister says they’re man and wife,” Kayla interjected. “And we’ll live in the same house and I can help him take care of the horses every day.”
“Mrs. Navarone, Mr. Navarone asks if there is a problem,” the hostess said, her lips twitching.
“Please lower the door,” Sierra instructed, then turned to the two bodyguards who had stayed out of the main cabin until they landed. “Aaron, please take the gown from Catherine and Fallon and put it in the limousine. Paul, take Catherine’s and Fallon’s dresses, then come back for the other bags with Naomi’s name and Fallon’s name and instruct the driver to wait for Fallon. After he takes her home, he is to deliver everything else to Catherine’s house.”
Naomi’s phone rang again. Catherine and Fallon urged her toward the door. “Go.”
Hugging the woman, Naomi took Kayla’s hand and went down the steps, her future mother-in-law following close behind. The two bodyguards followed with their second load.
Fallon picked up two bags. “I can help carry things out. Blade and the others are probably anxious to see you.”
“No more than we are.” Catherine picked up two bags.
“That’s always nice to hear,” Luke said.
“It certainly is,” Blade agreed.
With squeals that would have done a high school girl proud at meeting her teen idol, Sierra and Catherine ran to embrace Blade and Luke. The kiss that followed was hot enough to singe asphalt. Fallon glanced at Mrs. Grayson to gauge her reaction and saw her smiling. Apparently she wasn’t bothered any more than Rio, who wore his usual closed expression.
“Would all those be yours?” Blade asked, nodding toward the shopping bags and clothes in garment bags.
Sierra chuckled. “Mama and Catherine have a few things.”
“Em-m-m.” Blade reached for Fallon’s bags. “You might need your hands free going down the stairs. After you.”
Having a billionaire take her bags, especially one as gorgeous as Blade Navarone, momentarily caught Fallon off
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