“I still can’t believe we’re doing this,” Blair said, stepping out of the car in front of Bella’s Bridal Boutique. “The wedding is this weekend. Shouldn’t we have done this months ago?”
“Most people, yes,” Sutton agreed, carefully maneuvering her very pregnant form out of the car. “But most people don’t get engaged, catch an embezzler, confront a jealous ex-wife, expose a murderous uncle, and take over a family business all within the span of a few weeks.”
Keira jumped out from the back seat, grinning. “Yeah, Blair. Stop being such an overachiever. Some of us can barely manage to show up to work on time.”
“Speaking of which,” Blair said, eyeing her younger sister, “how did you get time off from His Royal Highness?”
Keira’s smile turned smug. “I may have implied there was a family emerg
