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another time, I promise."
Dani saw her chance for freedom and grabbed it.
"I can do it, Fee. I'll drive out to Oakville and pick up the cake, and you can go with your mother and sister to the spa."
"I couldn't ask you to that," she protested.
Please, please ask me! "You're not asking, I'm volunteering. Think of it as my wedding present to you."
"How are you going to get there? You don't have a car."
Zach and the other men entered the foyer. "How is Dani going to get where? What's going on?" he asked.
Fiona filled him in on the situation. "Dani's offered to drive to Oakville, but she doesn't have a car."
"She can borrow my SUV," Camp said. He dug in his pocket for the keys, then handed them to Dani. "There you go. Drive safely."
"Wait," Zach said, placing his hand on her arm. "Doesn't the SUV have manual transmission? Can you drive a stick shift, Dani?"
"I have driven a stick shift, on occasion." That occasion happened to be her one and only experience with a manual transmission, and it hadn't gone well.
Zach read her hesitation. He took the keys from her hand. "I'll drive. You can navigate."
"Oh Zach, thank you," Fiona said, throwing her arms around his neck. "I feel so much better about you going with Dani. She doesn't know her way around the city like you do."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." She felt like she'd been thrown from the frying pan into the fire. Instead of getting a reprieve from spending the afternoon with Chantal, she was now sentenced to hours of close contact with a man who didn't want to be in close contact with her.
"You'll need to take the cake to the hotel and make sure the wedding planner gets it," Fiona instructed. "And since the rehearsal dinner tonight is at the hotel, maybe you should take the clothes you're planning to wear. You can change in Todd's parents' suite. There's not going to be time for you to come back to the house."
"Don't worry, Fee. We'll take care of everything. I promise," Dani said. She kissed her cheek. "You just go and have a lovely afternoon."
"You'll call and let me know when you get the cake to the hotel?"
"Of course."
Fiona visibly relaxed. "Thanks so much, you two. I love you both."
"We love you, too. Now go, before your masseuse throws a hissy fit."
The three women hurried out the door. Foster clapped Zach on the back.
"I was looking forward to our afternoon at the dome. I'll have to beat you at golf another time."
"We'll get together soon. You guys have fun."
"Have fun, sweetie." Jonathan squeezed her hand and gave her a wink as he left. Dani looked up to see Zach staring at her.
"Adele and I will hold down the fort here," Camp said. "We'll see you at five o'clock at the church for the rehearsal."
Zach checked his watch. "We'd better get going. Grab whatever you want to wear tonight and I'll meet you out front with the SUV."
She ran upstairs to her room, stuffed her things into an overnight bag, and within ten minutes was racing down the front steps of the house to the waiting vehicle. She hoped the salesgirl wasn't blowing smoke when she promised her dress was wrinkle proof.
She hopped into the vehicle and tossed her bag in the back seat beside Zach's. Buckling herself in, she asked, "Do you know how to get to Oakville?"
He grinned. "Not a clue. But this baby has GPS. It'll get us there. What's the name of the bakery?"
She pulled Fiona's scrap of paper from her purse. "The High Tea Bakery." She gave him the address.
He set the coordinates and then put the SUV into gear. "Here goes nothing."
"In three hundred meters, turn left," the disembodied voice of the GPS droned in a cultured British accent.
"Whatever you say," Zach deadpanned.
They drove in silence through city streets following the GPS's directions until they finally reached the highway heading toward Oakville. Zach took the on ramp and merged with oncoming traffic.
"You seem very...friendly with Jonathan," he said, while looking straight ahead.
"He's a friendly guy," she
Dani saw her chance for freedom and grabbed it.
"I can do it, Fee. I'll drive out to Oakville and pick up the cake, and you can go with your mother and sister to the spa."
"I couldn't ask you to that," she protested.
Please, please ask me! "You're not asking, I'm volunteering. Think of it as my wedding present to you."
"How are you going to get there? You don't have a car."
Zach and the other men entered the foyer. "How is Dani going to get where? What's going on?" he asked.
Fiona filled him in on the situation. "Dani's offered to drive to Oakville, but she doesn't have a car."
"She can borrow my SUV," Camp said. He dug in his pocket for the keys, then handed them to Dani. "There you go. Drive safely."
"Wait," Zach said, placing his hand on her arm. "Doesn't the SUV have manual transmission? Can you drive a stick shift, Dani?"
"I have driven a stick shift, on occasion." That occasion happened to be her one and only experience with a manual transmission, and it hadn't gone well.
Zach read her hesitation. He took the keys from her hand. "I'll drive. You can navigate."
"Oh Zach, thank you," Fiona said, throwing her arms around his neck. "I feel so much better about you going with Dani. She doesn't know her way around the city like you do."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." She felt like she'd been thrown from the frying pan into the fire. Instead of getting a reprieve from spending the afternoon with Chantal, she was now sentenced to hours of close contact with a man who didn't want to be in close contact with her.
"You'll need to take the cake to the hotel and make sure the wedding planner gets it," Fiona instructed. "And since the rehearsal dinner tonight is at the hotel, maybe you should take the clothes you're planning to wear. You can change in Todd's parents' suite. There's not going to be time for you to come back to the house."
"Don't worry, Fee. We'll take care of everything. I promise," Dani said. She kissed her cheek. "You just go and have a lovely afternoon."
"You'll call and let me know when you get the cake to the hotel?"
"Of course."
Fiona visibly relaxed. "Thanks so much, you two. I love you both."
"We love you, too. Now go, before your masseuse throws a hissy fit."
The three women hurried out the door. Foster clapped Zach on the back.
"I was looking forward to our afternoon at the dome. I'll have to beat you at golf another time."
"We'll get together soon. You guys have fun."
"Have fun, sweetie." Jonathan squeezed her hand and gave her a wink as he left. Dani looked up to see Zach staring at her.
"Adele and I will hold down the fort here," Camp said. "We'll see you at five o'clock at the church for the rehearsal."
Zach checked his watch. "We'd better get going. Grab whatever you want to wear tonight and I'll meet you out front with the SUV."
She ran upstairs to her room, stuffed her things into an overnight bag, and within ten minutes was racing down the front steps of the house to the waiting vehicle. She hoped the salesgirl wasn't blowing smoke when she promised her dress was wrinkle proof.
She hopped into the vehicle and tossed her bag in the back seat beside Zach's. Buckling herself in, she asked, "Do you know how to get to Oakville?"
He grinned. "Not a clue. But this baby has GPS. It'll get us there. What's the name of the bakery?"
She pulled Fiona's scrap of paper from her purse. "The High Tea Bakery." She gave him the address.
He set the coordinates and then put the SUV into gear. "Here goes nothing."
"In three hundred meters, turn left," the disembodied voice of the GPS droned in a cultured British accent.
"Whatever you say," Zach deadpanned.
They drove in silence through city streets following the GPS's directions until they finally reached the highway heading toward Oakville. Zach took the on ramp and merged with oncoming traffic.
"You seem very...friendly with Jonathan," he said, while looking straight ahead.
"He's a friendly guy," she
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