to tell you that I'm glad you're here with Brian—"
"Oh, it's not—It's not anything like that," Shelly said, stumbling over the words in her haste to get them out.
"Okay." Rebecca smiled. "I just worry about him, still. He's a very special man."
"I know."
"I always thought that you... well, that you felt that way about him, too."
Shelly tilted her chin up a fraction of an inch. The whole world did know how she felt about Brian, it seemed.
"Look, I really didn't mean to pry," Rebecca said. "I just wanted to make sure you were all right."
Shelly nodded, unable to find anything to say, feeling as if someone might as well have plastered her feelings all over a billboard for the whole town to see.
"I guess we'd better be going. It was good to see you again, Shelly."
"Yes," she managed to get out. "It was good to see you, too."
Rebecca turned to the quiet little boy standing beside her and said, "Come on, Sammy. We've got to get ready."
Shelly figured her day couldn't get any worse, unless Brian was still determined to go to the wedding.
Chapter 5
Brian shifted on the uncomfortable church pew. He hadn't felt that bad this morning, but now the muscles in his neck and shoulders felt tight.
"This is a mistake," Shelly said as the organist finally paused in preparation for the beginning of the ceremony.
"I know. I should have admitted it before we got here," Brian said, tugging impatiently at the tie his father had loaned him. His own clothes were probably still at the bottom of the river. The county emergency team was having trouble hauling the plane out of the water.
"So why are we here?" Shelly asked.
"Sammy nailed me on it this morning at the hotel. Said he wanted me to come, and I promised I would. He's excited. He thinks it's going tobe fun."
The last word came out like an obscenity, and Shelly laughed.
"You're the one who wanted to be here," she reminded him. "And you are. You even managed to get yourself invited."
"I swear we're drawing more attention than Rebecca will when she walks down the aisle. Everybody in the whole place is staring at us," he said.
"They probably want to see what happens when Tucker spots you. Either that, or they want to see if you're going to jump up and yell when the minister asks if anyone knows of any reason why Tucker and Rebecca shouldn't be married."
Brian did smile then.
"You wouldn't," she said.
"No, but I like the idea of Tucker wondering if I would."
The longer Brian sat in the church, the worse he felt, and not just physically. He had one moment of satisfaction when Tucker spotted him in the crowd and looked annoyed. But even that didn't last. Not Brian's satisfaction, nor Tucker's flash of irritation.
Because soon after that, Rebecca walked down the aisle in a simple, pale-yellow dress, and Tucker didn't see anyone but her.
Even more telling, Brian noted from his seat near the back of the church, Rebecca didn't seem to see anyone but Tucker and Sammy, who served as best man and wore a suit that matched his father's.
Rebecca looked beautiful, of course. She was an exquisite, elegant woman. But more than that, she looked... so happy, and like a woman absolutely sure of what she was doing and what she wanted.
Brian knew her, knew her face. A sinking feeling inside told him he'd never seen her look like that.
Not at him.
God, had she really fallen in love with her husband again?
It was crazy.
All of them must be crazy, her for trusting that bastard who'd hurt her so much before, and Brian because he'd spent years wanting her and waiting for her.
Years.
How could he have done that? How could he have been so wrong?
Maybe it was the plane crash and facing the possibility of dying, but all that time seemed like a terrible loss.
As he sat there trying not to let anything about how he felt show in his face, Shelly slipped her hand into his in a kind, simple gesture of support.
He'd put her life at risk, too, to come here for this fiasco. Idiot
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