All Dressed in White

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Jeremy had forgotten how sprawling the Grand Victoria was. He’d been roaming the property for nearly twenty minutes without crossing paths with any of the bridal party members he was supposed to be watching.

It had taken him longer to get here than Laurie might have expected. He needed to pack a variety of lenses for the job. Taking shots from a distance could be tricky, plus the light would change as sunset approached. He hoped he wasn’t too late. He didn’t want to disappoint Laurie.

He had been surprised and excited when Laurie hired him to take photographs without the subjects’ knowledge. The first time she came to his house, she and her father made it sound like such a horrible thing to do. Then she did a complete about-face, offering him money to do exactly the same thing.

He suddenly stopped walking. What if this was all a trick? The last thing he needed was another restraining order.

He was thinking about calling this whole thing off when he finally recognized someone. It was Jeff, the groom from five years ago. He hadn’t changed much. He was rushing into an alcove leading to another section of the hotel. Jeremy was about to follow him when he saw Jeff reemerge, this time with a dark-haired woman at his side. Jeremy looked through his camera lens and zoomed in for a closer look. It was Meghan, Amanda’s maid of honor.

Neither Jeff nor Meghan looked happy.

Jeremy immediately began taking pictures. Maybe he’d give them to Laurie, or maybe not. Either way, he couldn’t help himself. He loved to watch.