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and unattractive as her mother told her she was. Faith's perception was not reality.
"Something to drink, Faith?" Luke asked, still glued to Catherine's side. She was grateful for his strength.
Both his arm and the moral support he provided. However she tried to rationalize, she always felt
battered around her mother. "Eye of newt, perhaps?" he added.
"No, thank you, darling. I have to run. I'm having a massage in a little while. I just wanted to give
Catherine her gown." She glanced around to see where Luke had put it. "Do come and look. I bought it
for you inParis, darling." She eyed her daughter the only way Catherine had ever seen her mother look at
her. Critically.
"Although now I look at you it might be just a teeny bit snug around the hips. You have packed on a little
weight, haven't you? And my Lord, what have you been doing to your poor skin? Must you persist on
going out in the sun and getting all freckled? Darling, I insist you use that cream I sent you."
"Isn't Cat lucky you're marrying a plastic surgeon?" Luke interjected mildly, his hand lightening
fractionally on Catherine's hip. "Not that she'd ever need it. But if she does, in thirty or so years when
she's your age, she can also have her face extensively excavated and remodeled free. Of course, by then
you'll probably be married to a mortician. Easy come, easy go."
Catherine almost choked. She couldn't look at Luke in case she started to laugh.
"Gracious, Luke. You know I was only sixteen when I had Catherine. I was practically a baby myself."
Faith had slipped up and gotten pregnant at twenty-nine, not sixteen. But for as long as she could
remember, Catherine had been blamed for the inconvenience. Her beautiful mother couldn't frown
anymore, she noticed. Faith must have had those Botox shots to kill the nerves in her face. It was rather
odd to see the expression in her mother's eyes but not see the wrinkled brow that should have
accompanied it.
Faith pulled the garment bag away and held up the dress. If nothing else, her mother had impeccable
taste. The gown was a slim, floor-length column of flame colored silk. There was no embellishment
whatsoever, just flowing fiery silk jersey, expertly cut on the bias.
"Interesting color choice for a wedding," Luke observed blandly. "Wouldn't black have been more
appropriate?"
"Black is no longertrésélégant." Faith tilted her head as she held the dress up in front of Catherine. She
eyed what was certainly a one-of-a-kind designer gown with a small pout. "I thought the color would be
quite striking with Catherine's coloring, but now& "
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Not in a trillion years,Catherine thought without hostility. There was no way on God's green earth her
mother had ever thought this color would flatter her.
"You were absolutely correct," Luke said with mock admiration. "This will look dynamite on Cat.
Admittedly, not everyone could pull off wearing this dramatic hue. For instance, it would completely drain
all that hectic color right off your face, and make your hair look a little like straw, wouldn't it? It only
works because of Cat's youth and beauty. And of course, the stunning deep color of her hair."
Catherine jabbed Luke in the ribs with her elbow. "How many people are coming to the wedding?" she
asked quickly, before the giggle in her chest could burst free. To sober up, she imagined all the wedding
guests staring at her butt in the skintight dress. She shuddered. Fortunately, she'd never see any of them
again. Her mother never invited the same guests to two weddings in a row. Catherine was the unlucky
exception.
"Only twelve hundred.Chandlerwanted to keep it intimate, bless his heart."
Twelve hundred people staring at my rear. Oh joy.Catherine's eyes met Luke's. She saw the answering
humor, and the question,Are you all right? She gave a small nod. A thousand-plus guests had not been
invited a week ago, when Faith had called her daughter. Catherine gave a mental shrug. It wasn't
important.
Faith recovered and handed the dress to her. "Well, I did my best. Just suck everything in for a couple [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]