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Tallon had a fond smile on his face as he listened to me talk. My excitement about the wedding was difficult to contain. It felt so much more real now that we were planning the details. My heart was so full when I thought about it that I worried it might make me cry. Part of me still couldn’t believe that this was real.
“Any dress will look good on you,” Tallon said. “You could show up in a beige jumpsuit and you would still be the most stunning woman in the room.”
I laughed at the image and shook my head at him. “You’re ridiculous.”
“I’m glad to hear it was a success,” he said. “I must admit, I had my doubts that a bridal show would really be helpful.”
I smiled. Tallon was so used to living in luxury that an event like a bridal show probably seemed bizarre to him. “I know that it isn’t the type of event you would enjoy, but overall, I am glad that I went.”
“If it helps you to find what you like, then it’s great,” he said.
I knew he was telling the truth, but I could also tell by his expression that he didn’t really get it. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, but things like dresses and decor and wedding favors just weren’t up his alley. The little details of the wedding didn’t matter to him, not compared to the fact that we were getting married. I didn’t fault him for that.
“That reminds me, we have the cake tasting tomorrow. Don’t forget,” I said. “We have to settle on a flavor.”
“I haven’t forgotten,” he assured me. “I’m looking forward to it.”
He seemed sincere. I was looking forward to it, too. Any chance to spend time with Tallon was welcomed, but it was even more special because we were planning our wedding.
“You still have business to take care of, don’t you?” I asked.
“It won’t take long,” he promised. “Then I’m yours for the rest of the night.”
I didn’t miss the suggestive tone in his voice. I was sure that my cheeks flushed at the thoughts that came to mind, but I just smiled and shook my head at him.
“Take your time,” I said. “I’m not going anywhere.”
His eyes moved over me slowly before he bent to kiss me gently.
I considered pulling him into a deeper kiss, but if he really had work to do, then I didn’t want to interrupt him. I returned the kiss and he lingered a moment before pulling away.
“Fifteen minutes,” he said.
I nodded, then he turned and went back to his desk.
I headed toward our bedroom to get changed. It was a little too early for bed, but after spending the day in public, I felt like I needed fresh clothes.
I was excited to spend the day with Tallon tomorrow. The cake tasting would be fun. I had a feeling that I would want something simple, but trying a variety of extravagant cakes would be interesting if nothing else. Besides, we might just find something that Tallon really likes.
The wedding was about both of us, so while I appreciated that he wanted to make it the wedding of my dreams, I knew it should represent Tallon and his tastes just as much as mine.
I looked through my dresser, trying to decide what to change into.
I did feel better after talking to Tallon about Bianca, but the uneasy feeling I had about her was still there.
If she was planning a wedding here, then there was a chance we’d run into her again.
I shuddered at the thought. I did not want to run into her again, and I definitely didn’t want to risk being with Tallon and running into her. I knew it would be awkward, to say the least.
It suddenly occurred to me that there was a chance we’d see her at the cake tasting tomorrow. The bakery we were going to was extremely popular and, since they were advertised at the bridal show, a lot of the brides who had attended that would probably be checking them out.
I hoped that I was just being paranoid. I didn’t want my day with Tallon ruined by her.
He seemed annoyed at the mention of her name. It made me think that there was more to the story than he was letting on. I didn’t think that he was lying exactly, but maybe the breakup was messy and he didn’t want to talk about it.
Whatever the case, I knew in my gut that Bianca was going to be a problem. The way she said Tallon’s voice proved to me that she wasn’t over him.
*Tallon*
My morning with Natalia had been nearly ideal. If not for the looming dread of Bianca’s reappearance, it would have been perfect.
Natalia hadn’t brought her up again, and I hoped that I had been successful in reassuring her. She had no idea how right she was when she said that Bianca was going to cause trouble. Being with that woman was one of the worst mistakes of my life.
Saying that she had been clingy was an understatement. She was frighteningly obsessed with me, and within the first few weeks of our dating, she had started to talk about marriage.
I thought that it was innocent teasing and jokes at first, but I was wrong. I had strong suspicions that she had been obsessed with me before we met, but there had never been any proof of that. I just didn’t see how she could have developed such a deep attachment in only a few weeks.
I hadn’t spoken to Bianca in eight years, not since I threatened to file a restraining order against her.
I didn’t want to scare Natalia by getting into all of this, but I was very concerned about Bianca’s sudden reappearance.
The timing could not be worse.
Natalia and I were beginning our lives together. This was a chance for both of us to create a new normal for ourselves and I wanted it to start smoothly. For a mistake from my past to creep up now was infuriating.
I wouldn’t allow anything to interfere with my marriage to Natalia, and God help anyone who made her day less than perfect.
All that I could do for now was hope that she really had moved on and was focused on planning her own wedding. If this was some kind of game of hers, it was not going to end well for her.
I tried to put the thought out of my mind as Natalia and I drove to the cake shop. She was so excited for us to work on the wedding plans together. I didn’t want anything to distract my attention from her.
“I’m glad you were able to come for the tasting,” Natalia said.
Her voice pulled me from my thoughts. I turned to her and smiled. I love the excitement on her face.
“I wouldn’t miss it,” I said. “I’m glad that you asked me to come.”
“Well I can’t do all of the planning by myself,” she teased. “It’s your wedding too.”
I smiled. Every time I thought about watching Natalia walk down the aisle, my heart stuttered. I never thought that I would find a woman who made me this happy.
“I want it to be everything you’ve ever dreamed of,” I said.
I already had what I wanted. Natalia was going to be my wife. It was important to me that the day be as perfect for her as possible.
“I know,” she said with a roll of her eyes. “You keep reminding me.”
“Have I been repeating myself?” I asked.
I knew that I had been. Natalia needed reassurance and I didn’t mind providing it, even if it made me sound like a broken record.
The bakery that we pulled up to was a small, neat-looking building with a simple sign above the door. If I hadn’t known their reputation, I wouldn’t have even considered stopping there.
The fact that Natalia had managed to schedule a private tasting for us was lucky. I had a feeling that dropping her soon-to-be surname was a big part of that.
