Broken Dreams (Broken 2)

I looked over at her on the phone. The smile on her face instantly had me relaxing.

I glanced back down at Whitley and smiled. “You know what? As long as Courtney is happy, that is all that matters to me. It will be perfect. I’ll make sure it’s perfect.”

Whitley smiled and gave me a wink. “That is so the right answer.” She quickly looked back at Courtney before turning back to me. “If there is one thing you need to know about Courtney, the girl can plan shit. Just relax, Reed. I promise you, she is so happy right now.”

I smiled and nodded my head, knowing Whit was right. I’d seen Courtney work under pressure, and she was always on top of everything.

Layton and I walked up to the baggage carousel and looked for all the suitcases as we talked about the ranch. Once we had them all, we started heading toward the car rental. Courtney was still on the phone as she stood off to the side. This time, she didn’t look so happy. She looked over at me as I was making my way to the rental counter. The smile she gave me caused my stomach to drop, and my pants felt a size or two smaller.

Damn…the hold this girl has over me.

Whitley put her hand on my arm. “Don’t worry. She’s talking to her mother, who happens to be slightly upset that Court decided to elope.”

Layton and I both said at the same time, “Oh shit.”

Layton slapped me on the back and chuckled. “Way to welcome yourself into the family, dude.”

I snapped my head and gave him a go-to-hell look. “Fuck off, asswipe.”

Whit and Layton both started laughing as I began talking to the rental car agent.

All it took was one flash of my smile and a little bit of innocent flirting, and I had upgraded our car rental at no extra charge.

As the agent handed me the keys to our BMW X5, she asked, “What brings you to Reno? Maybe we could meet for a drink later, and I can…show you around.”

I smiled. “I’m sorry, but can’t. I’m actually here with my fiancée. We’re getting married.”

It wasn’t lost on me how her smile faded, and she looked like she was about to take back the car keys.

I quickly flashed her a smile and said, “Thank you so much for the warm welcome. Have a wonderful day.”

I turned to see Layton shaking his head with a smile on his face before he looked away.

As I walked by him, he said in a low voice, “At least you know you still have a way with the girls.”

I quickly looked at him and winked before I walked up to Courtney. She was finally off the phone and talking to Whitley. Courtney smiled at me as I made my way to her. The look on h

er face caused me to smile. She looked so happy and beautiful.

When she began walking up to me, I mouthed, I love you.

She picked up the pace and slammed into my body. I dropped our suitcases and held her as she began crying.

“What? What’s wrong, baby?” I pulled back and saw her smiling as tears were streaming down her face. “Court? Baby, talk to me. I’m slightly confused by the tears and the smile.”

She wiped away her tears and shook her head. “Everything is perfect. Well, besides the fact that my mother is pretty pissed off at me right now, but she’ll get over it. My father’s best friend is someone big at The Ritz-Carlton hotel, and he owed my dad a favor, so my dad called him on it. We are all set for a sunset wedding on the beach tomorrow. I called a local bridal shop, and they have the dress I want. Whit can pick out a bridesmaid dress when we get there. The florist at the hotel is taking care of the flowers, and I told her to keep them simple. The only thing left to do is get our wedding bands.”

I was pretty sure my jaw was on the floor. She scrunched up her nose in that cute way she does, and my dick instantly jumped.

“You did all that…since we got off the plane?”

She threw her head back and laughed. “No. I called my father before we left, and I asked him to find out about The Ritz-Carlton to see if they could make it work. After we landed, I was on the phone with the bridal store, the florist…and my mother.” Her smile faded.

“So, should I be afraid when you bring me home to meet the parents?” I said with a chuckle.

She took a deep breath. “Probably. My parents both think I’m pregnant, and that’s why we’re rushing the wedding. I told them I wasn’t, but my mother is being crazy. She demanded I take a pregnancy test and show her the results.”

“What?” I said.