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floor. Stephanie gasped. “Are you okay?”
Kaitlyn finally peeked up over the edge of the mattress, holding her mimosa high in the air. “Saved it!” And they burst out laughing again. Stephanie reached out for her hand and pulled her back into bed.
Kaitlyn was finally able to stop laughing. “I miss our college days, Steph. Those were the best days of my life.”
“We sure had fun, didn’t we?” Stephanie agreed. “Promise we won’t lose touch?”
“Promise. And I want you to be my maid-of-honor when I get married--well, matron-of-honor now. I’m very happy for you, Steph. Oh, and before I forget, I want you to open your wedding present.”
“Present? You know how much I love presents!”
Stephanie watched Kaitlyn slide off of the bed, feet first this time. She walked over to the corner of the room, opened her duffel bag, and pulled out a small rectangular box wrapped in beautiful ribbons. She returned to the bed and slid in next to Stephanie. “This gift is in tribute to the only girl I know who set off a smoke detector by using the microwave. Here you go, Steph. I hope you and Brian really enjoy it.”
“I have no idea what it could be,” she beamed as she pulled back the beautiful violet ribbons. “The ribbons match my wedding colors. You are so thoughtful, Kaitlyn.”
“Hurry up and open it,” she squirmed. “I want you to love it.”
Stephanie opened the lid on the box and noticed the gift certificate. “Date Night Cooking Classes!” She squealed with delight. “This will be so much fun. Thank you, Kaitlyn. I love it!” She hugged Kaitlyn and kissed her cheek. “Let’s just hope that I don’t have to use a microwave.”
“So,” Kaitlyn asked, “where is Brian taking you on your honeymoon – someplace exotic like Bora Bora?”
“If he could, he would. But he’s saving for a down payment on a house we fell in love with. It’s a darling Cape Cod about ten minutes from here. Do you remember Jonathan Chelsey from my graduation party? He’s letting us use his vacation home in Destin, Florida. It has a sundeck, a heated pool, and it’s right on the beach. The pictures he showed us are beautiful – emerald water, white sand, boy, girl – the perfect honeymoon hideout.”
“Sounds wonderful,” Kaitlyn sighed. “You’ll never want to come back home.”
There was a loud knock on the door. Stephanie gave Kaitlyn a puzzled look and shrugged her shoulders. “Who is it?” she called.
“It’s Rowdy. I have a special delivery for Stephanie Mitchell, soon to be Mrs. Brian Fairchild.”
“You remember Rowdy, Brian’s best man?” Stephanie asked Kaitlyn as she slid off of the bed and breezed toward the door. “You know, the man who lives up to his name?”
“Are you girls decent in there?” Rowdy called through the door to tease them.
“No,” they shouted in unison. Stephanie cracked the door just wide enough to see Rowdy holding a bouquet of red roses.
“These are from Brian,” he said as he held the roses out to her.
Stephanie was thrilled. “They’re beautiful.” She opened the door a bit wider to accept her roses. “I love that man. Thank you, Rowdy.”
Rowdy handed the roses to Stephanie. “Are you sure you don’t need some help in there?”
“Rowdy!” she scolded, secretly amused. “Don’t you need to go pick up Brian?”
“Everything is under control,” he boasted with a charming laugh. Then Stephanie saw a serious look come over Rowdy. It was so unlike him. “I’m very happy for you, Steph, and I wish you and Brian the best of everything.”
Stephanie kissed her finger and touched it to his nose. “You’ve been a good friend to Brian and me, and we both love you very much.” She noticed his grateful smile.
“I do have one question though,” Rowdy said with a puzzled look on his face. “Maybe you can help. Do you think it’s time
Kaitlyn finally peeked up over the edge of the mattress, holding her mimosa high in the air. “Saved it!” And they burst out laughing again. Stephanie reached out for her hand and pulled her back into bed.
Kaitlyn was finally able to stop laughing. “I miss our college days, Steph. Those were the best days of my life.”
“We sure had fun, didn’t we?” Stephanie agreed. “Promise we won’t lose touch?”
“Promise. And I want you to be my maid-of-honor when I get married--well, matron-of-honor now. I’m very happy for you, Steph. Oh, and before I forget, I want you to open your wedding present.”
“Present? You know how much I love presents!”
Stephanie watched Kaitlyn slide off of the bed, feet first this time. She walked over to the corner of the room, opened her duffel bag, and pulled out a small rectangular box wrapped in beautiful ribbons. She returned to the bed and slid in next to Stephanie. “This gift is in tribute to the only girl I know who set off a smoke detector by using the microwave. Here you go, Steph. I hope you and Brian really enjoy it.”
“I have no idea what it could be,” she beamed as she pulled back the beautiful violet ribbons. “The ribbons match my wedding colors. You are so thoughtful, Kaitlyn.”
“Hurry up and open it,” she squirmed. “I want you to love it.”
Stephanie opened the lid on the box and noticed the gift certificate. “Date Night Cooking Classes!” She squealed with delight. “This will be so much fun. Thank you, Kaitlyn. I love it!” She hugged Kaitlyn and kissed her cheek. “Let’s just hope that I don’t have to use a microwave.”
“So,” Kaitlyn asked, “where is Brian taking you on your honeymoon – someplace exotic like Bora Bora?”
“If he could, he would. But he’s saving for a down payment on a house we fell in love with. It’s a darling Cape Cod about ten minutes from here. Do you remember Jonathan Chelsey from my graduation party? He’s letting us use his vacation home in Destin, Florida. It has a sundeck, a heated pool, and it’s right on the beach. The pictures he showed us are beautiful – emerald water, white sand, boy, girl – the perfect honeymoon hideout.”
“Sounds wonderful,” Kaitlyn sighed. “You’ll never want to come back home.”
There was a loud knock on the door. Stephanie gave Kaitlyn a puzzled look and shrugged her shoulders. “Who is it?” she called.
“It’s Rowdy. I have a special delivery for Stephanie Mitchell, soon to be Mrs. Brian Fairchild.”
“You remember Rowdy, Brian’s best man?” Stephanie asked Kaitlyn as she slid off of the bed and breezed toward the door. “You know, the man who lives up to his name?”
“Are you girls decent in there?” Rowdy called through the door to tease them.
“No,” they shouted in unison. Stephanie cracked the door just wide enough to see Rowdy holding a bouquet of red roses.
“These are from Brian,” he said as he held the roses out to her.
Stephanie was thrilled. “They’re beautiful.” She opened the door a bit wider to accept her roses. “I love that man. Thank you, Rowdy.”
Rowdy handed the roses to Stephanie. “Are you sure you don’t need some help in there?”
“Rowdy!” she scolded, secretly amused. “Don’t you need to go pick up Brian?”
“Everything is under control,” he boasted with a charming laugh. Then Stephanie saw a serious look come over Rowdy. It was so unlike him. “I’m very happy for you, Steph, and I wish you and Brian the best of everything.”
Stephanie kissed her finger and touched it to his nose. “You’ve been a good friend to Brian and me, and we both love you very much.” She noticed his grateful smile.
“I do have one question though,” Rowdy said with a puzzled look on his face. “Maybe you can help. Do you think it’s time
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