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‘I HAVE good news and maybe not so good news.’

Skye looked up from the prices she’d got from the caterers for the Macdonald wedding. She had hoped to get more than a few minutes work in before anyone realised she was back from lunch. ‘Riana?’

Riana smiled, swinging her arms wide. ‘The good news is the flowers have stopped coming…and the design for Tara’s gown is going to be the best one yet. I’ve made the bodice form-fitting, strapless, with the most gorgeous cut around her cleavage—she has very nicely shaped breasts, you know. And over the fabric on her breasts I’m putting the finest pearl lace and, flowing down around her ribs, beaded drops that look like delicate icicles, so she looks like she’s a ballerina princess, only with a long, flowing gown. And I’m putting pearl beads on some of the panels on the gown too and—’

‘Riana!’ Skye looked up from the file on her desk. Her office was back to the way it had been, except for the one large bouquet of yellow roses she’d kept, for old time’s sake.

‘Okay. I’ll stop rambling. But isn’t it fabulous that the flowers have stopped?’

She nodded slowly. ‘Great.’

‘You don’t sound thrilled.’

Skye forced a smile. ‘I’m surprised they stopped so soon.’ It wasn’t like Nick to concede defeat.