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She hung up after that, grabbed her purse and left for the wedding.
Sage watched one of her coworkers walk down the aisle and marry a man that she’d had a second chance with too and thought to herself that it was amazing how the world worked.
Two hours later, she was at Mona’s for the reception. Dinner had been served and everyone was just chatting.
She was at the table with Violet and Trace and a few others from the flower shop. Jasmine, Ivy, and Dahlia were at a table next to them with their significant others.
“Are you going to tell me more about Knox?” Trace asked her suddenly.
She looked at Violet and grinned. “It took you long enough to ask,” she said. “I filled Mom in on it before I came here.”
“Good,” Trace said. “Then if I slip it won’t be the end of the world. You know I will.”
She laughed. “What is it you want to know? I told Violet a lot.”
“I didn’t tell him too much,” Violet said. “Just that you were dating someone that you used to go to school with and ran into him again.”
She talked a bit about it with Trace. Not as much as she had her mother. Violet would say more. Her mother would too.
There were things she wouldn’t say here in front of others that were private.
“I’d like to meet the guy,” Trace said. “You know, being your older brother and all.”
“I figured you say that. I had dinner with him last night. I planned on seeing him tomorrow, but I’m sure you’re busy.”
“I’ve got a deadline to meet, but maybe next week we can figure something out?” Trace asked.
“I’ll ask him tomorrow and let you know. Can I ask you something? Your opinion on something?”
“Of course,” her big brother said. “Want me to let Knox know not to mess with you? That our family is Mancini strong with Nonna leading the way?”
She burst out laughing. “Violet told you that she told me?”
“She did,” Trace said. “I’m glad you know. I’ve got no problem letting any man in your life know that.”
Her brother was serious as he’d made that comment and Trace wasn’t normally that serious about much.
“Thanks but no thanks,” she said. “I’m good. It’s about Kate. Do you think she’d be insulted if I asked her to maybe wear some of the Blossoms products? Or if any of the designers she knows would be willing to have custom-made pieces to use on a runway?”
“I don’t think she would be insulted at all,” Trace said. “Doesn’t mean she’ll say yes, but you won’t know unless you ask.”
“That is what Mom said. I just don’t like people doing things for me as favors.”
“Don’t think of it that way,” Trace said. “You’ve got a problem with that. You always did.”
“Because Kate did get me that internship and we know how well it all worked out.”
“You’re letting some petty women who said shit get in your head. Don’t let that happen,” Trace said. “You used to be a lot more confident.”
“I’m trying to be that way again,” she said, letting out a sigh.
“Then start with Kate.”
“I guess I will,” she said. “Do you know where she is? I used to know her schedule more.”
“I haven’t talked to her in a few days,” Trace said. “Just a few texts, but that doesn’t mean I know where she is. Send her a text and find out.”
“I’ll do that this weekend,” she said.
