That would be a fantasy come true for Paige because she hated to shop. Her super-stereotypical female pastime was baking. But today she’d left Cyn whipping up magic at Sweet Bee’s. Cyn was happy to help out, and she was thrilled to pick up the extra hours while Paige would be in St. Lucia. The Queen had done them both a huge favor. Cyn got a break from her, and Paige got a dream vacation. The wedding was less than two weeks away, so shopping had become urgent. Paige could hardly be a proper maid of honor without a proper dress. But Liza’s fashion sense was more like nonsense to Paige, so she braced herself for something kind of traditional and vowed to push for something hip. No doubt by-the-book Lane would choose something traditional, too, but he had nothing to do with this, and she didn’t care what he’d choose. She wished she could say she’d had a hard time picturing him in all the tropical paradise scenes in her head, but he showed up in every one as if he had some Photoshop superpower.
