Tatiana was so happy for her friend, for all of her friends and family members who had found true love. One day, she hoped, she’d be the one glowing from being loved so well.
Brooke and Colbie walked in just then and there were more hugs among them all. Brooke was getting married to Mia’s brother Rafe that summer. They lived full time on a lake a couple of hours away, but were often in Seattle for business meetings and to see family, though they’d had to miss dinner at Max and Claudia’s on Friday night. Colbie was Mia’s oldest friend from kindergarten, and she had also gotten married recently, Tatiana remembered when she saw the stack of bridal magazines Colbie and Brooke plopped onto the kitchen counter.
“Here’s everything we had between the two of us. Although we already ripped out the pictures of all the good dresses,” Colbie teased Mia.
“I swear,” Mia said as she poured glasses of wine for her friends, “thinking through the logistics of marrying Ford is like planning a covert military operation. He’s just so famous, I honestly don’t know how we can avoid helicopters and paparazzi. I’m starting to think we should just throw on some bathing suits one afternoon and say our vows by the pool, then eat burgers and hot dogs at a cookout with everyone afterward.”
Even though Tatiana knew Mia hadn’t been serious, she had to ask, “Why don’t you?”
Mia looked thoughtful. “Now that we’re talking about it,” she said slowly, “maybe that’s exactly what we should do. I’ll have to see what Ford thinks, but something tells me he’d be just as happy as I would to avoid the circus.”
Mia had turned on the heat lamps on the covered porch that looked out over the lake and had laid out blankets on the seats so they’d be comfortable sitting outside. Brooke pulled a big box of chocolates out of her bag and put it on the coffee table next to the plate of crackers and cheese.
“I know how busy your filming and traveling schedule is,” Brooke said to Tatiana, “but I hope you’ll be able to come to our wedding at the lake this summer.”
“Their plans are super romantic and sweet,” Mia said around a mouthful of chocolate truffle.
Brooke smiled, possessing the exact same glow that Mia did. “We’re going to spend the weekend with everyone at the lake and then have the ceremony and reception out on the beach in front of our house at sunset.”
“It sounds amazing.” Tatiana hadn’t visited their lake house before, but the pictures she’d seen had shown a really cute lakefront cottage with a beautiful view. “And thank you for the invitation. I’d love to come to your wedding.” She turned to ask Colbie, whom she’d met only briefly once before, “You just returned from your honeymoon, didn’t you? Was it amazing?”“Beyond amazing.” Colbie’s deep blush said more than words would have about just how amazing it had been.
They talked honeymoons for a while longer, until Mia suddenly zoomed in on Tatiana and changed the subject. “So, how is shadowing my big brother at the office going?” When Colbie looked confused, Mia explained, “Tatiana is spending the next couple of weeks at the office with Ian to do some research on CEOs for her new movie. She’s been working with him a couple of days already.”
Clearly surprised by this bit of information, Colbie said, “Wow, how interesting. I can’t wait to hear about what it’s like to shadow Ian.”
“Rafe and I were wondering how it’s going, too,” Brooke said. “Do tell.”
Feeling slightly flustered at the sudden attention, plus the glass of wine on a fairly empty stomach, Tatiana said, “It’s going fine.” Ugh, that didn’t sound right. It was just that the day had ended on such a weird note, and she was still reeling from it. “I mean, it’s going great.” She took a sip from her glass before repeating, “Really great.”
Everyone remained quiet, as though they were waiting for her to say something more. Tatiana had promised not to share any information about what happened in Ian’s office with anyone. And she would never spill his business secrets. But she had to know, “What’s the deal with his ex-wife?”
“Chelsea?” Mia made a face. “Why do you ask?”
“I met her today.” Tatiana held up a hand. “But I promised Ian I’d keep everything that goes on in his office private, so that’s all I can say. I shouldn’t even have brought it up, and I don’t mean to gossip, especially about your family—”
“We know that’s not why you’re asking,” Mia said, cutting off her apology. “You’re probably just wondering, How could he have married her?”
Tatiana had to reluctantly nod. “When I saw them together...well, I just couldn’t see them together.”
“I’m probably not the most objective person in the world when it comes to Chelsea,” Mia admitted, “but I swear to you that when he brought her home for the first time, we all tried to like her. We really gave it everything we could, all of us—my brothers, my parents, my cousins. But in the end she never wanted to be any closer to us than we did to her. I think she was used to getting what she wanted...and she wanted my brother all to herself. No family always in the way. No work commitments eating up both his days and nights, when she was dying to have her picture taken for the society pages in the couture dresses he bought for her.”
“But family and work,” Tatiana said, “that’s who Ian is. He loves you guys to pieces and running his business gives him a rush, every day, every part of it.”