Karla didn’t need Cache to buy her a diamond ring. She had the perfect one back in Virginia—which was the real reason for her excitement to be flying across the country. Sure, she wanted to introduce Cache to her parents and her sisters. She wanted to hold her baby nephew and smell the powdery scent of his hair. She wanted to help Lisa with her wedding plans, which included the bridesmaids dresses.
She’d spoken true when she’d said she didn’t want a big wedding. Or the ugly, uncomfortable bridesmaids dresses every bride seemed to have. Heck, she’d had them the first time too.
But this time…this time, she wanted the men in jeans and checkered shirts, and women in denim skirts, and everyone to be wearing cowboy boots while she and Cache said I do near the water pump in the cow pasture.
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