Sadie
How’s it going? the text comes in at 4:45 pm from Adele. “Great,” I type. “Better than great.”
“Is he behaving?”
“Deke or Scott?” I type, feeling cheeky.
BOTH, she texts back.
“Scott’s himself. Deke’s perfect.” Too perfect. Today was unreal. The helicopter ride, the picnic date… but after Teddy dropped us back off at the resort, Deke excused himself, and I haven’t seen him since. “Got s**t to do.” I’m disappointed—after our date I was hoping for some alone time with him. Getting to know him, horizontally. In bed.
So much for Operation Seduce Sadie.
He’s a perfect gentleman, I clarify to Adele.
He better be.
I smile and tuck my phone away in my clutch. Tonight is the rehearsal dinner, and I’ve spent the last hour getting dolled up.
Deke appears right as I’m doing a final lip
