Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 104386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104386 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
I scrunched up me face. “That would have been easier,” I whispered.
“Wait, no. I’m getting that confused with another sacred grass. No, this grass they just don’t allow goats on. They’ll eat it, and they want it to stay pretty, so no goats allowed.”
Chloe dropped back in her chair and let out a very dramatic sigh. “Thank goodness. But we can’t risk getting the grasses mixed up and inviting goats and then have them disappear…the wedding people would be so scared if that happened.”
“Exactly, Chloe. You understand why that would be a bad idea.” I had to agree to ensure that this conversation was officially over with.
Waylynn reached for her water and pointed over at me. “Amelia, I don’t think you have to worry about this one being your competition in the book world.”
Amelia laughed, and I tossed me napkin at Waylynn. “Ha ha.”
After dinner, I helped Melanie clean up the dishes, telling the other girls to enjoy their kids and family time. Cord was also in the kitchen, helping me and Melanie.
“So, what’s on your minds, kids?”
“What?” Cord asked, looking at his mother like he had no idea what she was talking about.
“Something is on both of your minds. I can see it written all over your faces.”
I shared a glance with Cord and then turned to his mother. “Wedding stuff. We’ve picked a date.”
Melanie stopped washing a pan and turned to us. A huge smile covered her face. “You did! When?”
“June twentieth.”
“Summer in Ireland! Oh my goodness, this is going to be amazing!”
Cord wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back to his chest. “We thought that would give everyone time to book flights. You don’t have to book a hotel, there’s plenty of room at Maebh’s father’s place.”
Melanie clapped her hands in excitement. “I thought you were looking at early May?”
“Well, we figured the weather would be better in June.”
Our original date had been May sixth. But with Scarlett’s due date being mid-May, we pushed it to June. No one had to know why but Cord and meself.
“This is so exciting,” Melanie said.
“What’s exciting?” Trevor asked, stepping into the kitchen.
Me body tensed in Cord’s arms, and I know Melanie caught it because her smile faded just a little.
“That we’ve picked our wedding date,” Cord said, kissing the top of me head.
Trevor gave us a genuine smile. “You did? When?”
“June twentieth,” I said, giving him me best grin. Faking it as best as I could. Melanie was watching me now, and I had to wonder if she had seen me giving Trevor evil looks during dinner.
Trevor walked over to us, and Cord dropped his arms from around me. Pulling me into a hug, Trevor said, “Congratulations, I’m so happy for y’all.”
Then he hugged Cord and slapped him on the back.
“Looks like you’re the last one, dude,” Cord said.
Trevor forced a smile but didn’t say anything. Had Scarlett told him about the baby? He was too calm and collected. There was no way she’d told him.
“Speaking of, have you seen Scarlett lately?” I asked. Cord stiffened next to me, and Melanie turned to look at Trevor.
“I ran into her yesterday. She looked beautiful,” Melanie stated.
Trevor grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator. He eyed me carefully as he answered his mother, never taking his eyes off of me. “She always looks beautiful.”
The urge to roll me own eyes was strong.
“I don’t know why you don’t date her, Trevor. She’s such a lovely girl,” Melanie stated.
He took a drink and looked out the window. “I like my life as it is, Ma.”
She huffed.
I let out a lighthearted laugh. “If Cord could settle down, there’s hope for you, Trevor.”
Cord squeezed me hip, a signal from him to not go there.
Trevor faced me again and laughed. “So, tell me something, Maebh. What have I done to piss you off?”
Melanie turned her attention on me, and I felt me face heat.
“What do you mean?” I asked, leaning back into Cord. I’d opened this can of worms, and I was hoping he’d gather them all up and put them back in and lock the lid. Why did I poke Trevor in front of his mother?
“You were shooting me death rays across the table all through dinner.”
I turned to Melanie and smiled. The last thing I wanted to do with his mother standing right here was get into it with Trevor. I needed to be careful.
With a carefree shrug, I replied, “I wasn’t meaning to. Sorry.”
He didn’t believe me, that much was clear. “I saw you and Scarlett today outside Aisling. I stopped in, but Eric, I believe that was his name, said you were both gone.”
Me eye twitched. “We saw you too. Actually watched you from a distance for a wee bit. Scarlett was having a bad day and needed to talk to someone. She was upset. Someone made her cry.”