Finding You (Love Wanted in Texas 4)

“Holy son-of-a-bitch, fuck the mother living duck, crack head jerk off, shit that hurts!” I screamed as I grabbed my ankle.

Alex’s face turned white as Taylor dropped down and took my ankle in her hand. “Oh no. Grace, I think you sprained your ankle.”

“Crack head jerk off? Where in the hell did that come from?” Meagan asked as I shot her a dirty look.

My heart fell. That was it. I was done. The heavens were telling me that I wasn’t supposed to marry Noah. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Glancing at my ankle, I watched as it grew bigger and bigger. “Holy hell. Who knew it could swell up that fast?” I whispered as I felt the throbbing in my ankle.

Alex was by my side as Taylor yelled out she was going to get ice. “Oh my God, Grace. I didn’t mean to push you so hard. Oh no! Oh shit! This is all my fault.”

Tears began building in her eyes as I gave her a warm smile. “Alex, it’s not your fault. Clearly Noah was trying to set something up for the wedding and you didn’t want me to see it. You didn’t know I was going to twist my ankle.”

Hearing Meagan let out a chuckle, I slowly turned my head to see her sitting on the end of my bed. “You know what this is? This is karma for putting me on the same damn flight as stripper boy.”

Rolling my eyes, I tried to ignore the fact that my heartbeat was now residing in my ankle and pounding so hard that I could feel my ankle grow bigger with each beat.

“Stop calling him that. Did you know Gray is now a detective for the Durango Police Department? That’s kind of sexy don’t you think?” I asked as I wagged my eyebrows.

A look passed over Meagan’s face as she glanced away. “So what, he’ll always be a stripper to me.”

Taylor came running in with ice. “I’ve got ice!”

Alex motioned for Taylor to sit next to her. Alex lifted my ankle and moved it some as I yelled out, “Ouch!”

“That hurts?” Alex asked as concern wore heavy on her face while she motioned for Taylor to put the ice on my ankle.

“No Alex, I just felt like screaming out ouch for the hell of it.” Dropping down onto the floor, I covered my face as I let out a scream. Letting my hands down to my sides, I said, “Just tell Noah the weddings off. It’s no use in trying anymore.”

“That would really suck considering I had the most amazing wedding day planned for us.”

His voice moved over my body like a silk blanket. I’d never tire of hearing it. Turning my head, I looked up at Noah towering over me. His smile lit up the entire room and I instantly forgot about my ankle. And the flowers. And the cake. Oh let’s not forget the pastor, the sick band and whatever else went wrong because I could see it in Alex’s eyes there was more.

Okay, maybe I hadn’t forgotten about my ankle, considering it hurt so bad I wanted nothing more than to rock in a fetal position and cry out why!

“Hey,” I said as I smiled.

“Baby, why are you on the floor?”

“Alex pushed me and I twisted my ankle,” I said with a pout.

Alex jumped up and said, “No. No that’s not how it happened. You and Gray were bringing in some stuff from Wild Flower and I didn’t want to ruin it so I gave her a little . . . shove.”

Letting out a laugh, I looked at Alex and said, “Push. It was a push and sure as hell wasn’t little.” Lifting my head, I pointed to Meagan and said, “Meg, tell Noah how hard Alex pushed me.

Meagan shrugged her shoulders and said, “Honestly, Grace you did a very over exaggerated twist of your body. It wasn’t that big of a push.”

Sitting up, I shot Meagan daggers from my eyes as I shook my head and said, “You wait. Pay back is a bitch, Meg.”

Letting out a roar of laughter, Meagan stood up and gave me a go to hell look. “Oh, you’ve already done the worst possible thing to me this weekend, nothing could top it.”

Lifting an eyebrow I asked, “Are you sure you’re willing to bet on that?”

Meagan’s smile dropped as a look of horror crossed over her face. “You wouldn’t.”

“Oh. Oh, yes I would.”

Noah looked between the two of us, as he finally reached down and picked me up. “Hey, Alex, would you mind helping Libby out downstairs? I’m sure Taylor and Meg can help my beautiful bride here with her wedding dress.”

Confused and wondering what was going on, I looked at Noah. “But—”