Kate’s eyes were incredulous as they met Simone’s in the mirror. The two of them were in the Ritz-Carlton suite that Jessica had reserved for her bridal party, and they had an hour left to get ready before they left for the church. The other bridesmaids, already done with hair and makeup, had given up the vanity table to Kate and Simone. Simone was braiding tea roses into Kate’s hair per Jessica’s instructions. “That’s what I’m telling you. For a moment there I thought he was interested, but apparently I was wrong.” “You weren’t wrong. Are you kidding? The sparks between you almost set the tablecloth on fire. I’ve never seen a man look at a woman with that much carnal intent. He was ready to throw you over his shoulder, and you looked like a woman who was down with that plan. What happened?” Simone shrugged with as much unconcern as she could muster, but the truth was, she was as confused as Kate.
