Lil met her sister’s eyes in the mirror and dabbed a happy tear away before it could smudge her makeup.
“Are you sure the veil is on securely?” Abby asked.
“I can have the stylist check it again, but I think short of stapling it on, it’s as secure as it gets.”
Abby turned and Lil was once again moved by the glow on her sister’s face. The paparazzi would love her – not that they would have a chance to snap a single photo. With the Andrade’s blessing, the couple had flown less than a hundred guests to Isola Santos for a highly private wedding. Immense air-conditioned tents covered the lawn and led to a discrete area that would allow the couple to marry with the ocean as a backdrop to their ceremony. There was only one photographer and he’d signed a non-disclosure contract.
Although Alethea was not attending the wedding, she’d sent a wedding present-a schematic breakdown of the weaknesses she’d found both at Dominic’s engagement party and in his plans for the island wedding. Abby hadn’t warmed up to her enough to invite her to the wedding, but she was beginning to soften her stance against her. After all, Alethea had played a role in saving
Corisi Enterprises.
The only one who wasn’t presently happy with Lil’s best-friend was Dominic’s head of security. Rumor had it that he was furious when he read her report, especially since she’d noted that he was “easily distracted” from his duties. That was Al, making friends wherever she went.
Three weeks hadn’t been much time to prepare for a wedding, but since the budget had been so generous-it had come together seamlessly. Amazing what people could accomplish when they worked on commission and the bride could have whatever she wanted.
Concepts for wedding dresses had arrived almost immediately from several well-known designers and it was no surprise that Abby had chosen something simple: a white strapless, silk gown with layers of lace that covered both the dress and Abby’s arms and shoulders in the classic style of Grace Kelly. Her bouquet was a nosegay of white wild orchids, white peonies and mini calla lilies. Abby’s most stunning accessory was the huge smile that hadn’t dimmed since she’d met Lil for breakfast that morning.
Lil looked down her own iridescent, charcoal chiffon dress. The body of it was shirred and fitted from the strapless, ruffled bodice to the mid-thigh hemline that boasted a detachable flowing skirt. Mrs. Duhamel had found the perfect compromise-dress, floor length to satisfy Abby and sizzling and short in one easy step for Lil. Nicole and Maddy had been easy to talk into wearing the spicy bridesmaid’s dress, but Zhang had been an altogether different matter. She had also been the wildcard in the wedding party. Maddy’s husband, Richard, and Nicole’s fiance, Stephan, were natural choices for groomsmen. Maddy convinced Abby that choosing a groomsman for Zhang had to be done as carefully as if they were matchmaking.
Lil smiled at the memory of how they had finally chosen a fourth groomsman.
Dominic had declined on having a bachelor party, saying that he’d had quite enough wild days in his past. In the spirit of that decision, in lieu of a bachelorette party the women had gathered at one of Dominic’s homes with a few bottles of champagne for a high tech slide show of men Dominic knew well enough to ask to be part of his wedding party.
Maddy had suggested that, to keep it fun, the candidates must either be royalty or be on Forbes list of most influential men. The selection process was as much fun as any night on the town would have been. Maddy cued up the photos on a large screen in the home’s private movie theatre. Nicole read a detailed description of each man. Pros and cons were discussed and then Maddy used her Photoshopping skills to superimpose Zhang and the potential escort into the same photo walking down an aisle, arm in arm.
Even if the candidates were wildly inappropriate, some were kept in the proposal packet simply for the humor of it. Too tall. Too short. Too old. Too young. Too greasy. Too uptight. Too much facial hair. Too bald.
At first Zhang had stoically held to her stand that she had no preference.
Lil poured her a glass of champagne.
“No, thank you,” Zhang politely refused the beverage.
“Everyone drinks at weddings,” Lil insisted.
Zhang motioned with her hand at the movie theatre around them and said, “This is not even the wedding.”
“True,” Lil laughed and pushed the drink into Zhang’s hand. “But you’re going to spend a significant amount of time with whoever we pick. There is the rehearsal, the wedding itself, photos, maybe even some dancing. You don’t think you care now, but do you really want to spend the wedding holding onto
Lil motioned to Maddy who brought up a photo of a man they had actually found on a world’s scariest criminals website, but Zhang didn’t need to know that. Lil said, “Sober, you don’t seem able to decide. We can choose for you if you want, but
Shamelessly, Lil added a final zinger, “Maddy even has the software that could show you what your children would look like if ended up with him.” The photo Maddy produced was as hilarious as it was hideous.
Zhang downed the glass of champagne in one gulp and replaced the glass.
Abby looked on, shaking her head. “Lil, you are…”
Maddy answered for her, “My hero!”
Abby smiled sympathetically at Zhang and said, “You know, I can call her off. At least, I can try.”
Zhang took the second glass of champagne Lil offered her and smiled in resignation. She and Lil were polar opposites, but somehow they had connected and were building a friendship through the planning the wedding together. She joked, “I had no idea that the American custom was to choose a groomsman worthy of bearing children with or I would have paid more attention to the previous ones. Please, cue up the next one.”
Nicole read the corresponding card. “Sheikh Rachid bin Amir al Hantan, Crown Prince of Najriad-a small country but gaining prominence for their technology as well as their oil.”
Lil shot a quick look at Zhang and saw her interest before she was able to conceal it again.
Abby added, “I think Dominic actually knows him pretty well. He either graduated from Harvard the year before or the year after Dom and Jake did. I’ve heard him mention him before.” She smiled, “I agree-he’s hot.” Everyone looked at her. “What, I’m getting married, but I’m not blind. That man is gorgeous.”
Zhang said, “He wouldn’t be our worst choice.”
Lil said, “Cue up how they would look as a couple.”
Maddy clapped. “Oh, we have to pick him. He’s perfect for you.”
Nicole warned, “Just remember, gorgeous men have big…” she paused for dramatic emphasis. “Egos.” She finished with a laugh.
Everyone laughed – even Zhang.
Abby said, “If he got out of line, I’m sure Zhang could put him firmly back in his place.”
Zhang straightened a little defensively and said, “Sometimes I’m shy around men.” A round of laughter swept the room, but Zhang didn’t join in. She added, “You don’t work as much as I do and date much.”
Maddy said, “Oh, my God that is so cute.” When Zhang shot her a glare, she back-peddled nervously. “I mean cute in the least condescending way I could have said it. It’s just that I can picture you staring into those beautiful dark eyes-temporarily at a loss for what to say-waiting for him to kiss you for the first time.”
Lil said, “You’ve been reading too many of those romances again.”
Maddy countered, “Hello, I married a French man. I live romance. And who do you think suggested that Jake be the one to move you into a new place? Hmm?”
Lil threw some popcorn at the tiny woman’s head. “That was you?”
Maddy laughed and removed a piece of popcorn from her hair. “You can thank me whenever you’re ready. Match-making is my gift.”
Zhang said, “I’m not looking for a man.”
Maddy nodded her approval, “That’s always the best time to find one. I vote for the Sheikh. All in favor say ‘aye.’”
Everyone except Zhang chimed in their approval.
Maddy played around with her laptop until a photo of a beautiful baby, somewhat distorted, appeared on the
