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And landed in the pool.
Cyn strolled along the pool to pick up the safety hoopnet,andtookupherstationnexttothewoman. Noonecouldimagineherfadingintothebackground now. She was a Valkyrie, and woe betide anyone who got in her way.
“Nice work,” Cyn said.
“Then why do you have that — ” the woman gestured to the hoop and its long pole “ — to help him get out?”
“Oh, it’s not to help him come out,” Cyn said. “It’s to help him stay in until you figure it’s time to let him out.”
Maryappearedontheothersideofthewoman,cell phone in hand. Mary alternately snapped pictures and spoke notes into the phone’s recorder. Buzz Cauldron was going to make headlines tomorrow, just not the kind she and her editor at USA Tonighthad originally planned.
The singer battled his way to the surface of the water and half flopped, half paddled his way toward the stairs leading out of the pool. He put his foot on the first stair. The three women moved as one to block the head of the stairs. Cyn regally swung her pool net toward him, as though she were wielding a lance in a jousting tournament.
“Perhaps you would like to rethink where you think you’re going,” she said.
Buzz froze. He chewed his lip. His brow creased in thought.Helookedatthedogsandtheirpuppies.His face crumpled.
“ThedogsknowbetterthanIhaveknown,”hesaid with deep sadness.
Cyn thought Brock might not be the only man in this room who could surprise her.
The silence throughout the party patio lengthened as everyone in the place all but held their breath.
The expression on Buzz’s face changed to one of determination, and — dare one say it? — exultation. There at the bottom of the pool stairs, he slowly sank to his knees, the water cresting halfway up his chest. He raised his arms imploringly toward the pregnant woman.
“No songs, my darling, except the one in my heart for you. Will you marry me?”
She cried. He cried. Finally, she pushed the word yes past her sob-choked throat. Cyn laid her lance to rest, and the party-goers broke into thunderous applause.
Despite the din, she heard Van and Mary come up behind her.
“Back to the chase for a husband,” Mary murmured.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Huggling and — Huh?
M
ARY AND VAN TRIEDfor a week to find a third husband candidate for Cyn.
“I give up.” Mary tugged him out the door and towardthevan.“Weneedabreak.I’mgoingtoteach you huggling.”
That sounded intriguing.
She opened the passenger door on the van, and he let her push him in. “But first we have to do some shopping.”
“What’s huggling?”
“You’ll find out.”
“What do we have to shop for?”
“You’ll find out.”
He laughed. He wondered how many questions he would have to ask before he found one she couldn’t answer with “you’ll find out.”
“Where are we going?”
