Page 297 of The Heart You Kept

“Underwater while we scuba dive?”

“Hard no.”

“Skydiving above Mount Kosciuszko?”

“Will you be serious?” he snaps.

“Okay then.” I narrow my eyes as I pretend to think. I already know where I want to get married. “I guess if I had to choose I would like to get married on your family property.”

Tenderness glows in his eyes and I know this was his dream. “Really?”

“Really.”

He gets up and comes around to my side of the table and leans down and kisses my cheek from behind. “Thank you. This means a lot to me.”

“Six months,” I tell him.

“No.”

“Four months.”

He squeezes my shoulders. “No.”

“Edward.”

“You have six weeks and that’s it.” He sits back down at his side of the table and picks up the newspaper, no longer interested in the topic. “What would you like for breakfast?”

“Whatever.” I stare out over the sunshine dancing across the water, my mind already buzzing.

What kind of wedding dress do I want?

“Hello, is Miss Sorenson here?” the pretty young girl asks me at the front counter. She’s around twenty-two with beautiful red hair, olive skin and big brown eyes.

“Yes. I am her,” I reply, who is this?

“Hello, my name is Freya Barber. I am one of Mr. Prescott’s PAs.” Her eyes dart around as if she’s nervous.

“Right….” Where the hell is this going? “How can I help you?”

“Umm….” She shrugs awkwardly. “Mr. Prescott had me driven here to offer my services to you for the next few months to work as your personal assistant.”

“What?”

“He said that, umm….” She swallows the lump in her throat. “He said that I could perhaps help you organize the wedding.”

“Oh.” The penny drops as to why she’s here and I smirk. “He did, did he.”

Such a control freak.

“This is a really big honor for me.” She smiles hopefully. “He said that you might decline, but I want you to know that I am very organized and I can do all the running around for you and I’m great with spreadsheets and am multilingual. If you show me what you want I can find options and bring them back for you to look over. I can work all hours and am happy to do site inspections or anything that you may need,” she blurts out in a rush.

Hmm, that does sound pretty good, actually….

“But where do you live, is Nice too far for you to come every day? I’m based here, so I would need someone in my store with me.”

“Mr. Prescott said that a driver would pick me up and drop me off each day if you accept,” she fires back without hesitation. “And I can be your PA for other things too, not just the wedding. I could work in the store here with you when you need me, and I can help you in the office. I can do payroll and ordering.”

I can tell she really wants to do this.