Amanda sighed and shook her head, smiling to herself a bit, then went to grab her dress for the rehearsal dinner. While she wasn’t in the wedding party, Helene had still invited her to come and hang out. Hopefully, Sam had just popped by the front desk to say hello and she wouldn’t see him again for the rest of the weekend. Amanda knew it was a long shot, but if anything she was optimistic. She laid out her dress, and just as she was considering the travel steamer her phone chimed with a text. For once, it wasn’t Dru. Amanda’s mood immediately shifted as she read Helene’s text.

Come get ready with me in our cabin!

We’re over in Bluebird.

Okay! I’m on my way.

I want to discuss how hot the

Pleasant brothers are before

I become a married woman.

Definitely on my way. LOL

Amanda responded, even though she was far from LOLing.

She gathered her things and headed to the lobby. Back at the front desk, Laura handed Amanda a beautifully illustrated map of the property, then offered to have a nice young man named Will give her a lift over to the cabin where Helene was staying. Amanda almost turned the offer for a ride down. She could take a nice long walk around the property and scope things out for her herself, but when she took a closer look at the map she didn’t think lugging her things what appeared to be a smooth half mile to the private cabins was the best idea. She happily hopped into one of the ranch golf carts and let Will zip her across the property. She tipped him with the cash brought expressly for that purpose, then hurried up the three short steps of Bluebird cabin. Helene opened the door before Amanda could knock.

“Hey! Come in.”

Amanda stepped inside and embraced her friend and then her friend’s sister, Robyn.

“You’re sure it’s okay I came by? I don’t want to get in the way of your bridely activities,” Amanda said as she set down her stuff on the arm of the sectional near the front door.

“It’s more than okay. I barely got to talk to you on Sunday and I’ll barely get to talk to you this weekend. Let’s squeeze in some QT while we can. Besides, I got this huge place just for me and Robbie. Plenty of room for us to spread out.”

“No kidding.” She glanced around realizing Bluebird was more of a three-bedroom house than a cabin. “Um, speaking of Sunday night, there’s something I think I should let you in on. But I need an extreme vow of silence.”

“Of course,” Helene said gravely. Robyn nodded in kind.

“I’m a steel trap,” she said.

“She really is. What’s going on?” Helene asked.