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realize you were here.”
    “Just having a little girl talk,” Bex chirps.
    “Why are you out of breath, babe? Are you OK?” Charlie asks.
    “What? Oh. Yeah!” she exclaims, rising to her feet. “I just asked Siena to be my maid of honor. She said yes!”
    “That’s great,” Charlie smiles, pulling me into a bear hug, “We’re lucky to have a friend like you, Siena.”
    “Can it, Spano. You’re making me blush,” I say, shoving him playfully away.
    “There’s only one small problem...” he goes on.
    “Huh?” Bex says.
    “What’s that?” I ask.
    “Well...” Charlie begins, “I don’t have any brothers, or any close guy friends that know me as well as you do, Siena. And as you probably know, we’re going to be having a pretty small wedding, as weddings go. I really only want my closest friends to be there, and, well...my closest friend is you.”
    “Charlie, are you asking me...?” I gasp.
    “Siena, I want you to be my best woman,” he says, in all seriousness.
    “Best woman?” I repeat.
    “I know it’s unconventional,” he says quickly, “But—”
    I cut him off as I throw my arms around the two of them.
    “You crazy kids!” I cry, “I can’t get enough of you. Of course I’ll be your best woman, Charlie. And your maid of honor, Bex! Hell, I’ll be the flower girl and ring bearer too if you’re in the market. I’m just so happy for you.”
    “I think my heart’s going to burst,” Bex breathes, “Between the season, and our engagement, and—”
    I shoot her a look to stop her tongue before she spills my secret to Charlie. She snaps her mouth shut and gives me a big wink. I know that my secret it safe with Bex, even from her brand new fiancé. There are some things in life you can just rely on, and a true best friend’s confidence in one of them.
    “I’d better leave you two love birds alone,” I smile, edging toward the door, “I’ve got to rouse my old man.”
    “Yeah. You guys have a lot to talk about,” Bex says, “With, uh...travel plans back to London. And everything.”
    Nice save, says the eye-roll I shoot her way. But she’s right about one thing. Harrison and I need to have a little conversation once I get back to the room. How in the world do you tell the man you’ve been seeing that you’ve got a surprise bun in the oven? I just have to put on my big girl panties and do it. What other choice do I have?
     

CHAPTER TWO

     
     
    When I finally manage to collect myself, after a fair bit of babbling, laughing, and crying with Bex and Charlie, I slip back into the hotel room I’m sharing with Harrison. I’m resolved to tell him about my news at once—rip off the band aid and get it over with. It’s not exactly a comfortable conversation to have, of course, but I can’t let that stop me.
    I can hear the shower running as I close the door behind me. The bathroom door is open just a crack, and a thin veil of steam wafts into the room. Arms wrapped around my waist, I make my way over and nudge open the bathroom door. A warm billow of air draws me inside invitingly.
    “Harrison?”
    The shower door is totally transparent, and though the glass is fogged, I still get a mind-blowing look at Harrison’s built body as he turns to face me. A wide smile crinkles his gorgeous face as he runs a hand through his soaked hair. I can’t help but let my eyes rake down over his broad shoulders, the smooth panes of his firm chest, the expanse of cut abs, that tantalizing "v" of his hips, and of course...
    “Siena Lazio,” he says, “Are you giving me a once over?”
    “Can you blame me?” I ask, “Just look at you.”
    “I’d much rather be looking at you,” he says, his voice muffled by the glass. Water runs in wide rivulets over his perfect form—I can’t tear my eyes away. “Why don’t you join me in here?” he goes on, “The water’s great.”
    I waver for a moment, my big news tearing at the corners of my mind. I need to come right out and tell