“You remember my wife, Jo.” Sinclair said.
Belatedly, Nick remembered how to behave in polite company, and he bowed and kissed her hand. “Delighted to see you again, Lady Sinclair.”
They chatted for several minutes, catching up. Last time they’d all been together had been at Alistair and Charlotte’s wedding breakfast.
“Let me make sure I remember correctly,” Charlotte said after a bit. “You were married this June.”
“Yes.” Sinclair wrapped one arm around Jo’s shoulders.
“And you were married in August.”
Tony put his arm around Sylvia’s waist and nodded.
“And we were just married in October.” Charlotte tugged Alistair down for a quick kiss. “So that means there should be another wedding in December.” She looked at Nick expectantly.
Nick felt his face freeze in a polite smile but coul
