“But where will the guests sit?”
One of those whining trumpet sounds, signaling an epic fail, would work right about now.
I take a deep breath of salty ocean air. “On either side. The breezeway will be the center aisle, with a big canopy covering both sides. There’s a place in town that rents temporary flooring for beach events and chairs too. Here, Madison sent me some pictures.” I pull out my phone and scroll through them, giving her the full effect of Dominic and Madison’s wedding.
She hums. “I never considered doing an outdoor wedding. Just seemed too risky.”
“Right, but the weather this time of year is nice, and if it does rain, which I’m believing it won’t, you’re still covered. Literally!” I laugh. “And we can wrap the posts in those fairylights you wanted, but the other venue wouldn’t let you use. See? It’s perfect!”
Mia lets out a sob, then wraps me in a tight hug. “You did it, Soph. And you’re right. It’s even better than the original plan.”
I exhale my relief. “I already talked to Madison and Dominic, and they’re happy to help with whatever we need. And this will make things so much easier for Ethan’s family since most of them are staying at the inn.”
Mia shakes her head. “It’s brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. But what about the caterer? Will that be an issue?”
“No. When I explained to Dominic that we already had a contract for the food, he made a call to the owner. Turns out they’re friends. He’s not only giving them use of the kitchen during your wedding but also offered to help. I let Amanda know the change of venue so she can reconfigure the floral arrangements as needed. She did the flowers for Madison and Dominic’s wedding, too, so she’s already familiar with the layout.”
She shakes her head with an incredulous expression. “I can’t believe how well this is working out.”
I grin. “I call it the magic of Sarabella.”
“More like the magic of Sophie Adams, if you ask me. Don’t cut yourself short, girlfriend.” She shoots me a wicked grin. “Speaking of girlfriends. Are you?”
“Am I what?”
She rolls her eyes. “Do I really have to spell it out? Are you and Luke together now?”
I tug one side of my bottom lip between my teeth. “Maybe? Yes. I mean, no. I mean, I don’t know!”
“How can you not be after what happened at the game?!”
“I know, I know!” I pat my chest with my palms. “But you know my track record. I’m a disaster at relationships.”
“Just because those didn’t work out doesn’t mean you’re a disaster, Soph.”
“I’m zero for three, Mia. What else could it mean?”
She touches a finger to her mouth. Seems I’m not the only one pulling out the drama today.
“Hmm, let’s see. How about those guys were total jerks?”
I bite my lip. “When I told Luke about them, he said the same thing.”
She claps her hands in excitement. “Oh, I knew I liked him for a reason. He’s right, Sophie. And I think he’s rightforyou.”
My turn to cross my arms. “Maybe. Or am I just doing what I did before? Even after it was painfully obvious that the relationships were doomed to fail, I continue to try and make things work.”
She waves me off. “That just means you’re loyal.”
“Or stupid. See? Terrible at romance.” I drop my hands to my sides and pout. “I really do want to believe things are different this time.”
“Then let’s make a list of what’s different from those other relationships.”
I groan. “What if I’m grasping at straws?”
“Then I’ll tell you.”
I consider for a moment. “I don’t even know where to begin.”
