She stood forlornly in her master bedroom with high windows disclosing sea views on every side of her. The pop star gazed down at the sundress she wore with spaghetti straps and a print of orange balloons and pandas. 

“He’s not going to marry me, Teddy,” she said with a sigh. “I may as well not look like a fool in the whole literal nine yards of white lace.” 

Teddy considered this for a long moment. Yes, it was true that Fiona’s reclaimed high school sweetheart had behaved like a jerk the whole three weeks that he’d been lodged in Fiona’s sumptuous guest house. Day and night his buddies sucked up bong smoke and beers. The bleats of rap music shook the beams of the front house. 

On the other hand, when Fiona arranged for the two of them to be alone, such as the dinner she’d ordered the night before all the way from Atria in Edgartown, replete with white linen, fine china, and two waiters, Milo’s behavior had been thoughtful and subdued. 

“Sure he admires me!” she scoffed. “Everyone admires me! I’m a huge success at twenty-three years of age! What’s not to admire? But does he love me? All I get from him is warmed-over puppy love from the eleventh grade.” 

Teddy shrugged. He wore the “casual dress” wear itemized in the invitations he himself had sent out on Fiona’s behalf: sneakers, pressed designer jeans, a white tee shirt and a spiffy yellow blazer with tiny pastel dots all over it. 

In the dunes, the Lady Slipper pixies had parked their truck and three rented vans for disgorging all the goodies required for the beach bash. Down near the high tide line, Sam and Thorn tended fires for the clambake part of the program. This would be one catering gig that was not strictly vegetarian. 

A wide circle of tables dispensed booze tended by the gregarious Lori and the stylish Gwyn, today decked out in a vintage brown and beige polka dot dress with a boxy jacket. 

Mandy’s face froze into something resembling a cringe. She took a deep breath, and slowly revolved. On one of the many paths winding down to the beach, blind old Sonja stood with her arm linked through Titus’s. The sight of the stooped British writer turned Mandy’s neutral gaze into a grin. 

The future knight said, “Come over to this empty table with us, would you, Mandy? We have a proposition for you. We promise not to take up much of your time.” 

Time was all she could think about, however, as guests and catering workers streamed around them. It took prodigious effort for Titus to settle the famous curmudgeon at the white wrought-iron table,Many fashion styles of 2013 Wholesale Cheap Evening Dressesand gowns. one of the many brought in for the bacchanalia in the sands. 

He leaned in to her, a single blue eye gleaming through the disheveled mop of grey hair. “Two reasons: Number one, I needed to accomplish, in the last five minutes of my life, something good, something innately decent, something other than providing my wife with obscenely expensive frocks and parties. 

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Sonja chuckled and felt along the table-top to pat her boyfriend’s hand. “I’m also going to give it to you straight because that’s just how I’m going to take the bourbon I’d like some young stud to bring me. Do you see any young studs in the vicinity?” 

Mandy did – a boy named Kenny from Vineyard Haven. She signaled to the table and asked if he’d bring Mrs. Dash the drink she’d requested. Titus asked for the same. Mandy caught herself from saying, “You might as well make it three.” She needed to process this endowment of a million freaking bucks, but she also had to orchestrate this party without tumbling over fire pits and stacks of Newcastle Brown Ale. 
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