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And with that, she breezed out of his apartment. He was still staring at the closed door when his phone rang.
A quick look at the caller ID told him it was his brother. He picked up, in no mood to discuss this or anything with him.
“Yes, I’ll be in your damn wedding, okay?”
There was a brief pause before Noah’s dry voice came down the line.
“Don’t get all mushy on me now, Ry. You’re going to make me cry.”
New York Minute
Today’s big news is another Victoria Ashby sighting, but this one doesn’t involve Ryder Prince (we know, but we promise it’s just as—well, okay, almost—as good).
Ms. Ashby was spotted out and about with none other than Sabrina Hopewell. For those who have been living under a rock for the last year, Ms. Ashby is Noah Prince’s ex-longtime-girlfriend, and Ms. Hopewell is the surprise guest star who wooed him away. Oh, and she and Prince Charming are getting married in T-minus two months and counting. (But you knew that because surely you’ve already saved the date for the following week to gape at all the photos online.)
Vicky and Sabrina have been cordial to each other as far as we can tell. It’s a sticky situation because Vicky still works with her old flame, of course. But if you thought these two ladies were faking it for the PR or that they’d scratch each other’s eyes out if they had the chance, think again!
They were spotted casually lunching together, enjoying wine and more than one good laugh! Could these two be becoming friends? Shut up! It’s so sweet, we can’t stand it!
But wait, there’s more—and it’s a doozy! An anonymous source tells us they witnessed the whole thing, and they overheard Sabrina tell Vicky they want her and Ryder to be in the wedding!!!
Can you believe it? Neither can we!
Could these four end up as one big, happy family?
We’re not gonna lie. We would eat. That. Up.
But is that too much to hope for? Sigh. Honestly? It might be.
But we can dream, right?
Chapter Twenty-Two
Vicky sat at her desk, browsing the online portfolio of a Brooklyn-based sculptor who worked in recycled materials. Her work would be perfect for the new initiative Vicky wanted to put together. It was an idea that had been percolating since that day in the park with Ryder. Bringing artists and kids together—on the kids’ turf—with free access to materials and inviting anyone who wanted to join in and create. She knew it could be big, important work. She’d been gathering resources—lists of local artists, locations that might work, and, of course, benefactors she thought might be interested—working to put it all together into a coherent proposal.
And she might have been avoiding thinking about Ryder too.
She hadn’t meant to fight with him. She was honestly still confused about why he was so upset. None of this had been what she’d intended.
Ugh, how had a clear, simple plan gone so far off the rails?
She knew how. She’d let her emotions get the better of her, that’s how.
And Ryder hadn’t helped by being such an amazing kisser either.
“Gaaaah.” She let out the strangled sound, then gently banged her head against the desk. She let it rest there, closing her eyes and taking a moment to gather herself. Or maybe it was more like wallowing.
“Knock knock?”
She turned her head to see Noah leaning in the open door, wearing a look of concern. She straightened up immediately, pasting a smile on her face.
“Good morning! What can I do for you?”
“Just wanted to see how you were doing.”
“I’m great!”
“I talked to Ryder yesterday, and he was in a mood, even for him. He said you’d just left.” Noah leaned in farther, and whispered, “Is everything okay with you two?”
