Chapter 1
Envying other people wasn’t something Tiffany Mills had much experience with and she didn’t like it. Especially not when they were hugging her so fiercely.
She’d always thought of Natalya Lamont as the calm and collected one of her friends. Well, not her friends, but Natalya’s. Maybe it was Natalya’s own wedding that had her bubbling like a giddy schoolgirl.
Of course Natalya’s mother also was exhibiting similar behavior as it was her wedding day as well—a mother-daughter marrying a father-son event. But Gina Lamont was a generally more effusive type, so at least it was expected of her.
Tiffany wanted to ask Natalya what it felt like to be so happy, but resisted the urge. Delaying a bride making the rounds wouldn’t be fair…and, with Natalya’s present mood, probably not even p
