My own lips tingled at the memory of the first time Nash had kissed me. Morgan smiled. “Do you think he’s nervous?”
With a shrug, Terri replied, “I honestly don’t know. Tomorrow I’ll probably be nervous. Right now, I just want to be his wife and it’s all I’m thinking about. Tomorrow it will really sink in that it’s happening. It just feels like . . .” her eyes lifted and she let them roam the entire room, floor to ceiling, “ . . . a dream.”
/> Morgan and I glanced at one another. There was something in my best friend’s eyes. Something that said she wanted this, but was there someone I didn’t know about? Surely not. Of course, I hadn’t been very open with her about my feelings about Nash. But that was her brother. It was different.
Pulling her knees to her chest, Morgan let her smile widen into a full grin. “I want this too . . . I can’t wait to have it someday.”
“On a beach?” Charlie asked with a wink.
Morgan shook her head and then looked up and said, “No. I’m going to need a Disney princess-type wedding.”
Charlie’s face exploded into a full-on grin. “That would be a wedding I would be down for planning.”
The next morning Terri had indeed woken up one very nervous bride. Morgan and I had worked on keeping Terri’s mind occupied while we got our hair and nails done. Charlie had joined us after Hannah’s morning feeding. It didn’t take her long to calm Terri down. Watching the two of them together reminded me of Morgan and myself. There was no doubt they were more than best friends. They were sisters.
Morgan stepped out onto the patio and walked up next to me. “Okay, so do you want to talk about it?”
Feeling my stomach twist with anxiety, I faced her.
“Is it that obvious?” I asked.
“No, because I have no idea why your mind is so far away. What are you thinking about, Kaelynn?”
Tears filled my eyes. It was in that moment I realized I should know telling Morgan the truth months ago would not have changed anything about our friendship.
With a shaking breath, I spoke. “Morgan, I haven’t been honest with you.”
Her smile faded some. “Okay, about what?” I rubbed my lips together frantically. Grabbing my hands, Morgan squeezed them. “Kaelynn, tell me.”
My chin quivered. “Well, you see.” I sniffed and her face turned from confused to worried. “My family . . . the thing is, my parents are wealthy. Very wealthy.”
Her brow furrowed. “Okay?”
“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to see me for my money and not for me.”
Now an expression of hurt washed over her face. “You thought I would only like you because you were rich?”
I shrugged. “It was just easier to not tell you. Then time went on and it felt like it didn’t matter.”
“So why didn’t you say something? Does Nash know?”
Chewing on my lower lip, I felt a tear slip from my eye.
“Kaelynn, no,” she whispered. “Exactly how rich is your family?”
Swallowing hard, I looked out over the balcony. “I’m an heiress to a multibillion-dollar fortune. I use my mother’s maiden name as my last name, but it is actually Whitaker.”
Morgan gasped and her hands flew up to her mouth. “I told you about Lily. I told you what she did to my brother. How could you keep this from him? Me, I don’t give two shits if you are rich or poor, and I know Nash doesn’t either, but you should have told him before he fell in love with you.”
My eyes widened in shock. That was Charlie and now Morgan saying Nash was in love with me.
“I tried to tell him at dinner the other night and he had to rush out. I tried telling him last night and we got interrupted. I told him I needed to talk to him after the wedding today. I’m going to tell him then.”
Morgan shook her head and turned away from me. “Morgan, please. I fell so fast for him, and it scared me. If I told him the truth, I was afraid he would walk away.”
She spun back around. “Then you don’t really know my brother.”
“He told me himself he didn’t want to be put back in that situation. I would give up every last penny if it meant not losing him.”