Waiting for Willa (Big Sky, #3)(59)

“I wouldn’t miss it,” I reply. “Nina, why don’t you join us for yoga? You’d love Fallon.”

“I think I will,” Nina says with a smile. “What are you guys up to?”

“Getting out of the house,” Max says with a laugh. “What about you?”

“Well,” Jenna says, looking at Christian. He gives her a nod, and she looks like she’s about to burst with something. “We’re getting married.”

“We know,” I remind her, pointing at her ring. “We’ve known for weeks now. Did you hit your head?”

“No,” Jenna says, giggling. “We’re getting married this weekend.” She whispers the last few words, and I stare at her, sure I’ve misheard her.

“Uh, Jen?”

“Yeah?”

“We haven’t planned.”

She shrugs a shoulder. “I’ve planned everything I need to.”

Nina glances around the room nervously, probably making sure no one is listening. Christian’s had several curious looks since he walked in. I guess that’s what happens when you’re the most famous actor in the world.

I check on Alex and Pierce, but they’re still playing their game, oblivious to the conversation happening at the table.

“Were you going to tell us?” Max asks quietly. He looks irritated, his brows drawn together in a frown.

“I was going to call tonight,” Jenna admits.

“I don’t love talking about this here,” Nina says.

“There’s no one here,” Christian says, looking around. “And the two women in the back corner can’t hear us. Just tell them, babe.”

“Saturday,” Jenna whispers, “at the property in the park.”

“You’re going to snowshoe in your wedding dress?” I ask quietly. “It’s damn cold out there.”

“No,” she says with a smile. “I’ve talked to the park and got permission to plow the road, just this once. No snowshoeing for it. But, yes, I am wearing a pretty dress. And before you ask, we’re only inviting the people at this table, Hannah and Brad, and Jacob and Grace. That’s it.”

“Wow,” I whisper. “What about your parents?”

She shrugs a shoulder but doesn’t answer, and that means something’s up with that and she doesn’t want to say.

I’ll figure it out later.

“What time?” Max asks.

“We say our vows at four, just in time for the sunset. The photos will be ridiculous. And then we’ll have a small reception at the Lodge on the lake.”

“Not Jacob’s lodge?” I ask, surprised. We usually have most of our events there.

“Not this time,” Jenna says. “I want a lake view.”

“I have a lake house,” Max reminds her.

“I didn’t want to ask,” she admits. “Because it’s short notice.”

Max leans in, looking his sister in the eye. “Anything you want, Jen. Ever. It’s never too much. We’ll have it at the house, and we’ll cater it however you want. Just let me know.”

“I love you,” Jenna says with tears in her eyes.

“I love you, too,” Max says, then reaches for my hand under the table.

“What am I supposed to wear?” I ask.

“Well, I have something for you,” Jenna says, reaching into her handbag.

“If it’s a dress, it’s way too small,” I say, making her giggle.

She passes me a card.

I love you, friend. Please be my maid of honor?

“Now you’ve done it,” I say as I swipe at a tear and lean over to kiss her cheek. “Of course. But I still don’t know what to wear.”

“Something warm,” she says with a smile. “No need to be fancy. This isn’t about fancy or flashy. It’s about love.”

“Damn it,” Nina mutters, also swiping at tears. “Why do you have to be so damn mushy?”

“I know,” I add, nodding. “I can’t even with them. They’re so romantic.”

“So, why do it on the down low?” Max asks.

“Two reasons,” Jenna replies. “My brother and my fiancé are both ridiculously famous, and I don’t want a circus. Secondly, I want the marriage. The wedding isn’t the priority.”

“You’ve never been one to need pomp and circumstance,” I remind everyone. “This actually doesn’t surprise me at all, aside from the timing. You could have told me before this. I don’t tell your secrets.”

“We decided last night,” Christian says, smiling down at Jenna. “We’re ready.”

“Well, then, looks like it’ll be a busy weekend,” I say with a grin. “Would you rather I ask my mom to keep Alex on Saturday or do you mind if he joins us?”

Jenna frowns. “Alex is part of my family,” she says. “He needs to be there.”

“Well, I’m just going to spend the night crying,” Nina says, reaching for another napkin. “I can’t even.”

“Yeah, we’re mushy,” I say with a smile and lean over to hug my best friend. “I’m so happy for you. I want to see pictures of your dress.”