Carolina took Evelyn’s hands in hers. “I’d be honored to make your gown. I already have ideas. In fact, let me go get my sketch pad and we can talk about it if you’d like.”
“Are you kidding? I’d love that.”
Carolina dashed upstairs and grabbed her sketch pad, then came back and sat with Evelyn. She roughed out a few sketches, allowing for Carolina’s expanding belly. With Evelyn’s suggestions, they came up with some ideas. It wasn’t yet refined but by the time they finished, they had at least a few options.
“I love these. They’re unique and beautiful for a spring wedding.”
“I’m so glad you like them. I’ll work on them some more and send you something more detailed later.”
“Take your time. You have other things to do—and now, so do I. In fact, I need to call my parents.” Evelyn grinned. “They’re going to be so thrilled.”
They hugged, and Evelyn went off to find Gray so they could do a video call with her parents.
Carolina wandered off and found Drew in the living room with her father, talking politics of all things. She leaned against the doorway listening to them argue current events. It was fascinating to hear him hold his own. He didn’t agree with everything her father stood for, in fact he deeply opposed some points. She knew her father would respect Drew’s viewpoint. And to Drew’s credit, he didn’t get angry, just listened to her father speak about the things he believed in and why. It was a very civil discussion and Drew was polite, but passionate, just as her father was.
She was impressed. When her father looked up and saw her, he smiled.
“Care to jump into the fray?” he asked.
Carolina grinned. “Not on your life. I’ve had way too many political arguments with you over the years. I know how many hours those can last.”
Her father laughed and stood. “Oh, come on. It was good practice in standing up for yourself and what you believe in. Unfortunately, I have a few calls to make, so I’ll have to leave the two of you.”
Her dad shook Drew’s hand. “If you ever decide to leave hockey and join politics, I’d say you have a good future ahead of you.”
Drew laughed. “I think I’m fine right where I am, sir, but I enjoyed the discussion.”
Her dad walked by and gave her a kiss on the cheek, then left and headed down the hall to his office, leaving her with Drew.
“Eventful Christmas Day,” he said.
“I’ll say.”
“So, it’s a pretty big deal for you to design Evelyn’s wedding dress, isn’t it?”
“It is.”
“Which means a lot for you to do with everything else you have going on. Can you handle it?”
“For family, I can handle it.”
He slung an arm around her shoulder. “Well, aren’t you just a superhero?”
She laughed. “Not quite. But I’m used to multitasking. And I work very well under pressure.”
“Do you? You mean like the pressure of one of your family members possibly walking in at any moment and catching me running my fingers up your leg?” He laid his hand on her thigh. It had been such a busy day, and she’d missed his touch. Part of her wanted to move away, but she was enjoying it too much.
“I should finish packing, see what my Mom is up to.” But she didn’t move.