Tangling With Ty

Epilogue

Suzanne’s Wedding

NICOLE STOOD at the top of the aisle listening to the wedding march begin on the piano. Good God, she was more nervous now than she’d been in her entire life. Her legs were sweating, as Taylor had forced her to put on a pair of pantyhose.

Bridesmaids wear nylons, Taylor’d said smugly.

Nicole had cheated with thigh-high stockings, and planned on getting mileage out of them later with Ty. In fact, she actually wore matching lingerie today, just for him.

Then Suzanne came into view at the back of the church, radiant and beautiful in a white satin wedding dress, her smile filled with warmth and love, directed right at her groom, who stood only a few feet from Nicole.

Ryan-tall, dark and stunning in a tux-had eyes only for Suzanne as well, eyes that looked suspiciously bright.

Nicole met Taylor’s gaze. The church was full, but the music was loud enough that Taylor could whisper without being heard. “This will be you soon enough.”

“We’re eloping, remember?”

“Chicken.”

“At least I can admit love is a good thing to have in my life,” Nicole teased.

Taylor’s eyes went dark. Haunted.

And Nicole’s heart squeezed. Feeling like a jerk, she reached out for Taylor’s hand. “Someday I want this to be you too,” she whispered.

“Nope.” Taylor shuddered. “Singlehood forever. I’ll just go it alone.”

Alone. Nicole had thought that was the way too, until she’d met Ty. She looked into the pews of the church, and found him.

He was looking right at her, his eyes filled with the heat, the affection, the love that never failed to steal her breath. “Taylor, trust me on this,” she whispered. “Someday love is going to sideswipe you out of nowhere and knock you into next week.”

“Sounds like a train wreck.”

“Feels like one, too.” Nicole grinned. “But somehow, it works for me.” Ty shot her a slow smile that made her heart do a slow roll in her chest. “Yep, it really works for me.”