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“I can’t get over how elegant the cake top is,” Jenna said. “Thank you for finding the perfect one.”
“The bride’s gown and sparkling diamonds are gorgeous, and that groom is even more handsome—even if he’s porcelain,” Caitey told her. “At least that’s what other brides have told me.”
Jenna widened her eyes in faux shock. “Oh, the double entendre, my cousin. You are wicked.”
She shrugged her shoulders. “It only makes me cross my fingers to find a good guy, too. But wow, are they scarce these days. Maybe I should start getting on my knees and praying! Nobody seemsto want to get married.”
Jenna nodded. “With Logan’s background of a philandering great-great-grandfather and great-uncles—who are all long gone now, of course—all of which sure had a lot of affairs and mistresses, it’s hard not to worry that it runs in the genes!”
“I do like Logan now that I’ve met him,” Caity assured her. “He’s very kind and seems like a happy man. His parents were so welcoming yesterday. I’d been nervous about meeting them and hoping all my past wedding fumbles and job catastrophes wouldn’t make them leery of me.”
“They would never hold that against you. After all, you’re my cousin, but I never told them anything about your wicked witch of the west boss! That is water long gone under the bridge, girl.”
Caitey gave a wry smile. “When I first arrived, I was quite intimidated, but this gorgeous estate is the perfect spot for your wedding. I must admit watching Logan a little to ferret out his nature, but he’s so down-to-earth. Besides, he’s constantly looking at you and grinning like a kid at Christmas time.”
“Really? Well, that’s nice to know!”
Caitey let out a snort of laughter. “As if you hadn’t noticed!” She began singing in a deep voice, playing the role of Logan. “And I’ve only got eyes for you-u-u-u-u-u . . .”
“The feeling is mutual, believe me,” Jenna said, laughing at her antics. “I never tire of gazing at him. How lucky that he happened to come into my Coffee Loft that day. We hit it offimmediately and have been inseparable ever since. Our wedding day cannot come soon enough!”
“It will be here in less than forty-eight hours!”
“There’sstillforty-eight hours!” Jenna said, feigning shock. “More than that before we leave for our honeymoon!”
“Do you have one of those paper chains we used to make as kids for Christmas to count down the days?”
“Of course!”
Caitey burst out laughing. “Okay, I don’t believe you. Let me see.”
“I’m joking, but it is a nice idea. Instead of two chains for two days, I could put up 48 hours and rip one off every hour! And then get up in the middle of the night to take them off on the hour at the top of the hour!”
“Be sure to set your alarm!”
Jenna made a face. “It sounds dangerous. I’ll be falling over with fatigue while walking down the aisle as if I’m drunk.”
Caitey put a finger to her chin. “Good point. A tipsy bride doesn’t make for a good showing to the guests. They’ll be gossiping behind your back for decades to come.”
“I wrote down some notes on where everything should go.”
“I did, too. I was checking out the house after dinner last night. Let me make sure we’re on the same page.”
Caitey spread out her notes on the kitchen table. “Tomorrow is decorating day. I called the shop where I reserved a few more decorationsin case we needed more, and they said they won’t be ready until tomorrow morning. But that works since the wedding isn’t until five o’clock, and the shop is only thirty minutes away. But we’ll need the men to help carry tables into the drawing room for the wedding dinner, which will keep the dining room free for regular meals.”
“Gus and Reginald will help, of course,” Jenna said. “That part should go fast.”
“I have the tablecloths and centerpieces for the tables, plus a set of three candles of varying lengths to put inside these exquisite glass cylinders I found that will line the path to the wedding arbor.”
“Ooh, I like that.”
“Roses and carnations and baby’s breath to circle the glass containers for the dinner table centerpieces. I also got goblets engraved with your and Logan’s initials. Every guest keeps one for a remembrance of the day.”
“Perfect,” Jenna said. “For the garden ceremony, I reserved some gorgeous columned posts to create the pathway to the top where the vows will be held, ending in front of the rose garden with the backdrop of the woods and blue sky.”
“Oh, what about the chairs for the ceremony?” Caitey asked.
“Can we just use the black ones we’ll be using for the dinner? They’re folding chairs, so quick and easy to set up.”
