Secret Designs(26)

"Don't worry, Jaz, we'll make sure you have a great time," Jessa said.

Kane chuckled. "I am so glad you are Jaz's matron-of-honour, Jess."

"Why?"

"Well, I can't see Rob letting you go to something too wild, much less organise it, even if it's for your sister."

Jessa raised an eyebrow at Kane. "Is that a challenge, Kane Summers?" she asked.

"No-o."

Kris piped in. "Kane, I think you're forgetting that your fiancée has three very single girlfriends right here in this room. And you have no idea what we can get up to," she said mysteriously.

Kane raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. Dylan, just some drinks and a few games of pool for us, please. I would expect the girls to have something equally...wholesome."

"Sure, bro. Anything you want," Dylan said with an exaggerated wink.

"Great! So us boys are all set with the wedding stuff," Kane declared.

"Wait," Dylan cried. "What about the suits? What do I do?"

Ari took a deep breath. This was for Kane and Jasmine.

"I know a place that's really good," she volunteered. "I was talking to them just the other day. They're very professional and have excellent customer service. They tailor-made and also hire out suits, so if they say there's not enough time to have new ones made, you could take the option of hiring them instead. They have a great range of styles to choose from."

"Styles?" Dylan asked, concerned. "What do I know about picking suit styles for weddings?"

"Well, I'm going there later today. I can check out some styles that would go with the bridal party dresses I'm making for the girls and then let you guys know."

"You're going there?" Dylan asked.

"Um, I'm helping out a friend of mine who's also a best man at a wedding. Suit hiring was his task. He has no clue what to choose."

"That's me, too!" Dylan exclaimed. "Can I go with you?"

"How about I check out what's available first?" she suggested. Heck, she didn't want Dylan to be there with her and Henry this afternoon. Just being around him was spacing her out.

"Wouldn't it save time if I go with you today?" Dylan asked. "That way I could schedule fitting times with the boys straight away if you see something suitable."

She swallowed. That did make sense. It didn't look like she had much of a choice.

"Okay, then."





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Henry looked up from the catalogue he was reading, his face lighting up as she approached. "Hi Ari!"

"Hi Henry. You're early. I thought I'd be the first one here." She was hoping to browse in the shop before the men arrived so she wouldn't have to spend too much time hanging around with Dylan.

"I just got here," Henry replied. "I was considering having a coffee, but I didn't want you to wait in case you did get here early."

Ari smiled. Henry was such a sweet guy. She should pay him more attention.

"So, what do you say about coffee first?" Henry asked.

"Maybe later? I hope you don't mind but another friend is joining us this afternoon. I told you about Jasmine's wedding, right? Well, the groom's best man is in the same boat as you, so I'm helping him check out some styles, too."

"Oh, right. Sure. What time is he arriving?"

Ari checked her watch. "In about fifteen minutes. Maybe we can have a head start with yours before he gets here?"

"Great idea."

They went in to chat to a shop assistant, then Ari started checking out what was on offer. She spotted an outfit close to what she had in mind for Kane and his brothers. She cast a critical eye over it, a picture of Dylan modelling it filling her mind's eye. Hmm. Close, but not quite perfect. She pulled out an ivory vest and held it up against the jacket. She inhaled sharply. Dylan would look absolutely hot in it.

"So, do you want me to just sit here while you look around, Ari?" Henry asked uncertainly.

Her face pinked. How could she have forgotten about Henry already?

"You can have a look as well, if you like. You might find something that catches your fancy," she said with a big smile to hide her guilt.

"I believe I already have," Henry murmured, looking intently at her.

Her colour deepened. How could she respond to the flirting of a super-nice guy when someone else had just been on her mind? A shy smile was all that came out of her.

An awareness, or some kind of electricity—well, something, made her whip her head toward the entrance. Her heart jumped when she saw Dylan striding toward them with a confident gait, his handsome face marred with a frown. Not that he looked less hot frowning—he didn't. He still looked beautiful. And, oh, he'd look so fine in that suit she'd selected.