The Texan's Wedding Escape. Charlene Sands
Cooper walked in, something warm and fuzzy ran through Lauren’s veins. At twenty-six, she thought she’d be over her fascination. But that rugged face, that sharp profile, the amazing sky blue in his eyes—all spoke of happy times during her childhood when the boys, Tony and Cooper, would include her in their antics. She’d loved being with them, even if they were both six years older and dreadfully overprotective of her.
When she’d turned twelve, barely old enough to understand crazy, out-of-whack hormones, she’d developed the worst crush on Cooper Stone. It had lasted two long and lean years until she’d graduated middle school. Then, in high school, she’d fallen hopelessly in love with Brendan Marsh. Her crush on Brendan ended after five weeks when she’d discovered Toby Strickland, Providence High’s premiere quarterback. Shortly after, there was Gregory Bell, pitcher for the Providence High Pirates.
Her list of crushes was long. She was forever falling in and out of love. Katy, her bestie, and the rest of her friends would tease her, saying she wasn’t a flake, just a hopeless romantic. But she’d matured while in college. She’d only fallen for one boy at UCLA. Unfortunately he wasn’t the One and as soon as they’d come to that mutual conclusion, they’d parted ways.
This time, her love for Roger was the real deal. He’d been there for her during that trying, heartbreaking time right after Tony passed away. He’d been her rock. Her support. Lord knows she’d needed that so much during that time. Roger had made her laugh and given her hope. And they’d cried together, comforted each other.
She knew it deep down in her heart. He was Tony’s partner, friend and a wonderful man. How could she not love him?
Yet tonight, seeing Cooper in her mother’s house brought a measure of familiarity and comfort. She had a favor to ask him and she hoped it wasn’t asking too much. “I’m so glad you came for dinner,” she said, walking over to him.
He put out his arms and she flowed into them. Being in his strong embrace cushioned her heart and made her feel closer to the brother she’d lost. Cooper had blamed himself for the accident, but everyone knew it hadn’t been his fault. He hadn’t been the one drinking and driving. He couldn’t possibly have known the other driver was going to careen off his side of the road and slam into them. So hugging Cooper was a way for her to comfort him, too. A way to tell him she didn’t hold him responsible for her brother’s death.
“I’m glad, too, Laurie Loo.”
She chuckled. “You haven’t called me that for at least a decade.”
“Yeah, I know. You used to hate it.”
“I’ll let you in on my secret. I only pretended to hate it.” She’d actually thought his nickname for her was kind of sweet. It was the way he’d say it, with deep affection rather than mockery, that kept her crush for him alive.
“Come in, Cooper,” her mother said. “Dinner’s almost ready. Why don’t you and Lauren have a seat in the family room while I go check on things?”
“You need a hand, Loretta?” Cooper asked.
“No, no, no. You two go on and catch up. I’ll be fine,” she said, stepping out of the room.
“Mama likes doing it all herself. That’s never going to change. Even though she retired from nursing, she can’t seem to keep still. I suppose it’s a good thing.” Except when she was meddling in her life.
Her mother meant well, but her irrational arguments against her marrying Roger weren’t fair. Yes, her mama married her father after dating only two months and, yes, their marriage had gotten off to a rocky start. But Mama hadn’t really known him, not the way Lauren knew Roger. David Abbott’d had a wandering eye and her mother had been too blinded by love not to see it. Until her father had picked up and left his family.
Before he’d died, he’d been married and divorced three other times. So, of course, her mother would think that Lauren wasn’t thinking this through. Sadly, her mother had scars that hadn’t healed and she didn’t want her only daughter to end up that way too. And that was part of the reason Lauren needed to see Cooper. For backup. Her mama trusted Cooper. If he could give her the approval she needed, she was sure her mama would back off.
Cooper nodded. “No doubt. Keeping busy is healthy for the soul.”
“Well, then, Mama’s soul is in ridiculously good shape.”
Lauren led him to the brushed-suede sofa in the family room and gestured for him to sit. The cushions sank a bit as they both took a seat. Lauren crossing her legs and garnering an appreciative look from Cooper. She’d dressed up for the occasion, a soft, cocoa, lacy dress and heels, a far cry from the scrubs she usually wore. Suddenly her nerves started bouncing like a Ping-Pong ball. This was an important night. She needed an ally.
Cooper gave her a megawatt smile. “You look great. How’ve you been?”
“I am great,” she said. “I have news and I wanted to share it with you right away.”
“Okay,” he said, leaning back against the sofa, giving her his full attention. “Sounds important.”
She put out her left hand and her square-cut, two-carat diamond ring sparkled under his nose. “I’m engaged to Roger Kelsey. Isn’t it wonderful?”
Cooper held her hand to peer at the ring on her finger. A little zing flittered through her system. She may not have completely gotten over her little crush on him from ages ago, but that wasn’t love or anything close. Nope, Cooper was a dear family friend and...well, he was like a big brother to her.
“What it is,” he said, his eyes softening to hers, “is a little sudden, isn’t it, Lauren?”
“I know, Cooper. Mama said the same thing, but she doesn’t know how glorious Roger makes me feel. So what if we haven’t been dating long. They say, when it’s right, it’s right.”
“Who’s ‘they’?” he asked.
She gave her head a tilt. Not Cooper, too. Her mama hadn’t been overjoyed about her quick engagement and now Cooper, Tony’s brother from another mother, was giving her a hard time. “You’re big-brothering me again.”
“Tony’s not here to do it.”
“I know.” She put her head down. It hurt terribly to think Tony wasn’t going to be at her wedding. They’d been close all their lives, until that fateful accident. “It’s not that I don’t appreciate it, Cooper. I know you’re just looking out for my welfare, but this time, I’ve got it.”
“Got what?”
“It. You know, love, marriage, everything that goes with it. It’s under control and time for me to settle down. I’m twenty-six years old and I want more out of life. The one thing Tony’s death taught me is to not take life for granted. I’m ready, Cooper.”
His gaze roamed over her face as she waited breathlessly for his approval. More than anything, she wanted his blessing. Finally his lips parted in a small, encouraging smile. “Okay. Well, then, I’m happy for you.”
“Oh, Cooper. Thank you!” She lunged for him and squeezed his neck, hugging him tight. Whiffs of his manly cologne surrounded her, but she was too happy to dwell on how much that appealed to her. “This means so much to me...you’ll never know.” Tears welled in her eyes. She had his blessing. It would be easier for her mama to accept her marriage to Roger now. “There’s one thing, though...a favor I need to ask you. You’re not like family to us, you are family, and...well, since my dad is gone, and now Tony, too, I was hoping that on my wedding day, you’d do me the honor of walking me down the aisle.”
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Cooper paced inside Loretta’s kitchen. He’d come in here the second Lauren had excused herself to take a phone call and now he was realizing how hard this mission would be. If he spoke negatively about Kelsey without any proof of his bad intentions, Lauren would shut him down. He’d seen it happen before. Lauren was strong-willed,