Chapter Five
Felicity sat in a chair across from Becky, waiting for the woman to place her breakfast order. The waitress turned away, and Becky refocused her attention on Felicity and Lucas. He’d chosen to sit next to Felicity, which as a couple, she supposed made sense, but it felt like it was more.
Becky leaned her forearms on the table, her perfectly golden skin a contrast to the white tabletop. “So, Lucas, what do you think about this whole destination wedding thing?”
He shrugged. “It works for them, I think.”
“But it doesn’t seem real, does it? It’s like a play or something.” She turned her brilliant smile on Felicity. “Do you know what I mean?”
Hell no, she didn’t, but Felicity knew better than to say that. “I guess it’s a way to keep it small.”
“It’s a little inconsiderate to
