Goody Two Shoes (Invertary 2)

Mitch thought about it for a minute. “Okay, that could work. Are you sure you want to go through with this?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m sure. I haven’t had this much fun in years.”

“It isn’t about having fun. You have a future to think about.”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing here. Working on my future.” Josh threw a cushion at Mitch. “Admit it, you like her too.”

“Yeah. She’s something else. But I’m not the one marrying her.”

“I know. Lucky me.”

“Yeah.” Mitch flicked a glance at the TV. “Lucky you.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Josh was sick to his back teeth with wedding dresses. He’d had about six cups of coffee while he waited in Harrods for Caroline to pick a dress. It was mind-numbing. Seriously? How hard could it be? They were all white. Surely that narrowed the choice down a little? Josh was way past his limit for shopping. In fact, he’d used up a lifetime of shopping tolerance on this one trip alone. He would never be able to shop again.

&nbs

p; At least that was reassuring.

“I hate this.” Caroline came out of the changing room.

The bodice of the dress was tight-fitting lace, the skirt layer upon layer of what looked like net curtains. She looked like she was drowning in a marshmallow pit.

Josh cringed. “It’s bad.”

She nodded, turned and signalled to the woman who was helping her to bring in the next dress.

Josh held up his hands in surrender, even though Caroline couldn’t see him. “I can’t take any more.”

Caroline’s head popped out from behind the cream-coloured door. “Well, go do something else.”

“I did everything I came here to do.”

It had only taken the morning to get to London via helicopter and private plane, which meant they’d been holed up in the wedding dress department for the whole afternoon. Unlike some people he could mention, it’d taken him a whole half-hour to fit his wedding clothes. He honestly couldn’t see what was taking so long.

“I’m starving.” His stomach rumbled right on cue. One measly sandwich for lunch was nowhere near enough for a full-grown man.

Her head appeared again. She was irritated. “Go get something to eat.”

“And leave you alone?” He shook his head. “What if you need me?”

She blew some hair out of her eye. “Why on earth would I need you for this?”

“I’m giving opinions.”

She sighed heavily. “You’re right. You’re invaluable.” She disappeared again.

“Can I order pizza?” he asked the woman beside him.

Her horrified expression said it all.

A few minutes later, Caroline was back out in a halter-neck dress that skimmed her knees. He knew it was worth thousands, but it still looked cheap.

“No. Just no.”

“I didn’t think so.” She disappeared back into the changing room.