Garth slipped free from Latham and bounced over to Dorothea. “Aunt Dorothea, will you let me be the ring bearer at your wedding?”
“Of course you can.” Dorothea’s eyes lit up with affection, a total contrast to Latham’s grumbling.
“How many bridesmaids will you have?” Garth’s mind was already turning with ideas.
Dorothea didn’t have many close girlfriends. Carmen was her best friend, and that made things simple.
“Just one, for now. She’s my best friend,” Dorothea answered.
Garth’s eyes sparkled with hope. “Is it Mamie? The one we met last time?”
That’s when Dorothea realized Garth was still hung up on Mamie. She smiled and shook her head gently. “Mamie is getting married too, so she can’t be my bridesmaid. And she’s a colleague of mine.”
Garth was old enough to get it. His face fell. “Oh, Mamie’s getting married.” He looked like he could cry at any second.
Dorothea reached out to ruffle his hair. “Don’t be sad. Give your dad a little credit, okay?”
Garth let out a heavy sigh and hung his head. “It’s fine, Aunt Dorothea.”
The sight of him looking so down tugged at Dorothea’s heart. “You should come stay with us more. I’ll spoil you rotten.”
A little distance away, Latham watched the two of them, looking way too much like mother and son, and couldn’t help but purse his lips.
Ladd shot him a look. “Seriously? You’re jealous of a kid? Grow up.”
Latham’s lips quirked, just barely, his voice full of teasing. “Why can’t I be jealous?”
“If I wasn’t, you’d probably find something else to worry about.”
Ladd just rolled his eyes and gave up trying to argue.
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