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Authors: Teresa Hill
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the wedding invitation arrived. When she'd thought he was marrying Rebecca and they'd live in Naples, Shelly had known she had to get out of there.
"You know, my dear," Brian's mother said, "when you were six years old, you were sure that one day you were going to marry my son."
Shelly stammered and stuttered for a minute, and then just gave up and closed her mouth. What could she say? She had wanted to marry the man forever. But she didn't know his mother knew that, too.
"We were children," she finally managed to say.
"But you're not anymore."
She said it so matter-of-factly, as if it wouldn't bother her if her son did marry Shelly.
Amazing, Shelly thought. She truly liked Katherine, and the woman was no snob. Still, even the most open-minded person had to have second thoughts about her son marrying the daughter of her former grounds keeper.
Shelly saw no signs of that coming from the woman now.
Did that mean she wouldn't object—assuming there ever was anything between the two of them? Did she know how Shelly still felt? Did the whole world know how she felt about him?
"Well, I really have to be going." Katherine waved at a mountain of shopping bags. "Brian said you didn't have anything to wear, so I picked up a few things for you. If any of them don't fit, they're from the department store two doors down."
"Thank you," Shelly said, still stunned by what she'd heard.
"Is there another way out of here? I don't think I want to get into the middle of that meeting in the next room."
Shelly wasn't sure. The night before was a blur, but she looked around and found a door. "Through there?"
"That's it," Brian's mother said. "See you at the wedding, dear."
Shelly watched her go, then made her way to the door that led to the living room of the suite and cautiously opened it. She wanted to know if Brian still intended to go to this wedding, but she didn't want to see him with Rebecca.
Just her luck, she caught him as he was saying goodbye.
She watched Brian stoop down to eye level with Rebecca's six-year-old son and give the boy a big hug.
"I've missed you, Brian," she heard Sammy say.
"I miss you, too, buddy."
Sammy was a cutie, and he looked so much like his father, Tucker. She wondered how in the world Brian had handled that over the years he'd spent being a substitute father to Sammy. Every time he looked at the boy, he had to be reminded of the man Rebecca had married, and was marrying again.
And yet, from what she saw now, Brian and Sammy were very close. The little boy had tears in his eyes as he clung to Brian.
Shelly didn't want to see or hear this, but something kept her glued to the spot. From the doorway, she watched as Sammy stepped into the hallway and Brian and Rebecca stood at arm's length from each other, their clasped hands between them. Rebecca looked stunning as always.
Shelly couldn't see Brian's face, and she was glad of that. But she could sense the tension in the room.
"I'm sorry, Brian," she heard Rebecca say.
"I hope you know what you're doing," he said.
"I do. I'm certain of it."
Brian didn't say anything more. He kissed her lightly on the cheek, squeezed her hands once, and then she was gone.
Shelly closed the door behind her and stood with her back to it, shaking like a leaf, knowing exactly what that had to have cost him.
She was still standing there at the connecting door when someone knocked on the outer door of the room she was in. Brian's mother must have forgotten something. Shelly went to open the door. She certainly never expected to find Rebecca and her little boy standing there.
"Hi," Shelly said, wishing she'd never opened that door.
"Shelly," Rebecca said, looking as beautiful and as elegant as always. "I was worried about you. Brian told me about the plane, and he said you were hurt. Are you all right?"
Shelly nodded, letting herself be drawn into a quick hug.
"I saw you standing by the other door," Rebecca said. "And I... I don't mean to pry, but I just wanted
"You know, my dear," Brian's mother said, "when you were six years old, you were sure that one day you were going to marry my son."
Shelly stammered and stuttered for a minute, and then just gave up and closed her mouth. What could she say? She had wanted to marry the man forever. But she didn't know his mother knew that, too.
"We were children," she finally managed to say.
"But you're not anymore."
She said it so matter-of-factly, as if it wouldn't bother her if her son did marry Shelly.
Amazing, Shelly thought. She truly liked Katherine, and the woman was no snob. Still, even the most open-minded person had to have second thoughts about her son marrying the daughter of her former grounds keeper.
Shelly saw no signs of that coming from the woman now.
Did that mean she wouldn't object—assuming there ever was anything between the two of them? Did she know how Shelly still felt? Did the whole world know how she felt about him?
"Well, I really have to be going." Katherine waved at a mountain of shopping bags. "Brian said you didn't have anything to wear, so I picked up a few things for you. If any of them don't fit, they're from the department store two doors down."
"Thank you," Shelly said, still stunned by what she'd heard.
"Is there another way out of here? I don't think I want to get into the middle of that meeting in the next room."
Shelly wasn't sure. The night before was a blur, but she looked around and found a door. "Through there?"
"That's it," Brian's mother said. "See you at the wedding, dear."
Shelly watched her go, then made her way to the door that led to the living room of the suite and cautiously opened it. She wanted to know if Brian still intended to go to this wedding, but she didn't want to see him with Rebecca.
Just her luck, she caught him as he was saying goodbye.
She watched Brian stoop down to eye level with Rebecca's six-year-old son and give the boy a big hug.
"I've missed you, Brian," she heard Sammy say.
"I miss you, too, buddy."
Sammy was a cutie, and he looked so much like his father, Tucker. She wondered how in the world Brian had handled that over the years he'd spent being a substitute father to Sammy. Every time he looked at the boy, he had to be reminded of the man Rebecca had married, and was marrying again.
And yet, from what she saw now, Brian and Sammy were very close. The little boy had tears in his eyes as he clung to Brian.
Shelly didn't want to see or hear this, but something kept her glued to the spot. From the doorway, she watched as Sammy stepped into the hallway and Brian and Rebecca stood at arm's length from each other, their clasped hands between them. Rebecca looked stunning as always.
Shelly couldn't see Brian's face, and she was glad of that. But she could sense the tension in the room.
"I'm sorry, Brian," she heard Rebecca say.
"I hope you know what you're doing," he said.
"I do. I'm certain of it."
Brian didn't say anything more. He kissed her lightly on the cheek, squeezed her hands once, and then she was gone.
Shelly closed the door behind her and stood with her back to it, shaking like a leaf, knowing exactly what that had to have cost him.
She was still standing there at the connecting door when someone knocked on the outer door of the room she was in. Brian's mother must have forgotten something. Shelly went to open the door. She certainly never expected to find Rebecca and her little boy standing there.
"Hi," Shelly said, wishing she'd never opened that door.
"Shelly," Rebecca said, looking as beautiful and as elegant as always. "I was worried about you. Brian told me about the plane, and he said you were hurt. Are you all right?"
Shelly nodded, letting herself be drawn into a quick hug.
"I saw you standing by the other door," Rebecca said. "And I... I don't mean to pry, but I just wanted
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