She had chosen the Wedding March as an appropriate tune for incoming calls and she could see Brett’s smile in the light from the screen as she pressed the answer key. Noelia’s panicked voice came through loud and clear. “You’d better get to the store, fast.” The shrill scream that came down the line galvanized Brett into action. He had the ignition turned on and the car in motion before Kelly had even managed to assimilate the words. What was happening? Was Noelia facing an armed robber? Fear for her assistant made her stomach clench. She couldn’t actually imagine what a robber would want from her store unless he’d been inflamed with lust at the sexy display of wedding lingerie she’d placed artistically in the store window. Or perhaps it was someone desperate to get one of those delightful stocking topper garters that looked so cute in the display … They arrived to find all the store lights blazing through the window and the glass panel of the door. Brett and Kelly stood transfixed on the sidewalk as they watched boxes, gloves, hats, veils, and all kinds of bridal paraphernalia whirl around the room.
