“You’re throwing a surprise
wedding?” She stared up at Ronan and Steve, who were still on their
horses. The idea of serving as their maid of honor pleased her. She
loved them both, but she didn’t know if she could handle the
emotional onslaught of a wedding. Not now.
“I believe this is called a
picnic.” Ronan dismounted his horse. “It’s been a rough week. We
heard about Chad.”
“And we thought you’d like a
break.” Steve dismounted as well. He tied both his horse and Ronan’s
horse to the hitching post. “We’re doing something nice for you.”
She winced. They knew about
Chad. Great. She wrapped her arms around her body. “I see.”
“You don’t believe us.” Steve
grinned. “You’d be right to suspect us. Ronan and I have a track
record.”
Ronan strode past them and
stopped at the picnic table. “Sit. We wanted to talk to you.”
Ah, there was the truth. They
wanted to have a discussion. Normally she cherished their banter,
but something about the scene was a little too romantic for her
taste. The whole scene seemed like a set-up for something else.
“I’m here. Let’s talk.” She
twined her fingers together and allowed Steve to lead her to the
table. “I don’t suppose you’re going to waste any of this romantic
moment on me?”
“Actually,” Ronan said, “we
want to make you our third.”
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