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“I’m…” I run a hand over my hair. “I just need for all this to work. And the more proof I have, the better.”
“Yeah, well, I spoke to Mother, and she’s loving this.”
“Of course she is. That woman can’t wait for one of us to fall.” I can’t help the bitterness in my tone.
I don’t know why she’s wanting that. Her love life has been a disaster.
“And you’re the first. Take notes.”
“I’m not—” I stop, glare at him. “What do you mean ‘take notes’?”
“As I said. I spoke to her. She’s excited by all this. She’s probably already planning a white wedding the likes of which Manhattan hasn’t seen in decades.”
“For fuck’s sake. She can go and unplan that.”
“Yeah?” Ryder straightens up and stretches, cricking his neck. “Well, you can tell her yourself. Or, rather, get your bride to be to do it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Yes,” says a voice from the doorway, and I turn. Scarlett’s standing there, her gaze worried. “What do you mean?”
Ryder turns to her, then looks from me to her and back again. “Mother wants to meet you.”
“She has.” Both Scarlett and I say it at the same time, which makes Ryder’s smile grow bigger.
“Not,” he says, “formally.”
“Oh, God.”
Scarlett comes over. “What do you mean, formally, and why oh God?”
“Because…” I take her shoulders and I’m not sure whether it’s to steady her or myself, “she wants an official one on one with you.”
“Wh-when?”
And Ryder clicks his fingers and points at her. “I knew I didn’t want you to leave, pretty Scarlett. Mother’s planning a meeting in…” He checks his phone. “Twenty minutes.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Scarlett
Twenty minutes?
This is insane. Now I’m meeting his mother?
I mean, I’ve met her, I’ve talked to her, but this is different. This is an interview for the job of daughter-in-law and I’m panicking hard like I’m actually up for it. Not that getting married is a job.
Or maybe it is. Maybe Hudson’s such a mama’s boy all the ladies have to pass the test. But the moment the thought springs to life in my head, I dismiss it. He’s definitely not that, and I highly doubt any of his brothers are.
Maybe this is how things are done in his world.
Thing is, there isn’t a handbook on it. And I could text Sarah and hope like hell she responds, but then I’d have to tell her everything and I can’t.
I wait to see if I’m going to faint, but I’m not. I’ve never fainted in my life and clearly, I’m not about to start doing so now. Worst luck.
“Are you alright?” Hudson says, all velvet voiced.
“You look pale.”
