easier way to move forward. With Heather, she’d need to take baby steps to rebuild the trust that had been shattered. It would take time. Maybe they’d never get back to what they had, but Sierra would try to find peace with what happened and with her sister.
She left Heather and went back to Mason and their celebration, content she’d not only salved the discord with her sister but made wedding plans that amped her anticipation for their big day.
She couldn’t wait to get married and look back on it knowing she’d done her best to leave the past behind and start fresh with the man she knew would be her perfect partner.
Chapter Forty-Two
Sierra stood at the back of the ballroom in her gorgeous white wedding gown feeling like a princess. The wedding coordinator handed her the bouquet. The heady scent of white roses filled the air. The simple bouquet complemented the lavender hydrangea, pink peony, and white spider mum bouquets decorating the tables at the back of the ballroom and the aisle leading to the temporary stage in the middle of the dance floor.
Mason stood there with Danny and Oliver waiting for her grand entrance. They all looked dashing in their black tuxes. P.J. stood just inside the door holding a white satin pillow with the rings tied to it. He tugged at the collar of his dress shirt.
Amy stood next to him wearing a gorgeous fuchsia A-line chiffon off-the-shoulder dress, looking spectacular. She brushed P.J.’s hand away from the offending collar. “Stop fidgeting.”
Emma and Hallee stood behind them in their matching pale pink dresses with the tulle overlaid skirts and, tied around their waists, fuchsia satin ribbons that matched Amy’s dress. So sweet and cute.
The florist handed them each a basket filled with pink rose petals.
Hallee spotted her and ran over, the basket bouncing against her side. She set the basket down and grabbed fistfuls of her beaded wedding gown. “Pretty.”
Sierra stared down into Hallee’s beautiful hazel eyes. For the first time, she allowed herself to really see the resemblance to Danny’s eyes and she saw David in the little girl. There was of course a hint of her sister in Hallee’s pert nose and bowed mouth.
Hallee threw her arms around Sierra’s legs. “Auntie. Pretty.”
Sierra’s eyes teared. She patted Hallee on the back, then dipped down and traced her finger along the curve of Hallee’s sweet face, admiring her dark curls that always seemed to be in disarray. Just like Heather’s. “You look like a princess in your dress, too.”
Hallee spun around and almost toppled over with the momentum, but Sierra caught her waist and kept her upright.
“It’s time to start,” the wedding coordinator announced.
P.J. started out first.
Sierra touched her fingertip to Hallee’s nose, making her smile. “It’s your turn, sweetheart. Go with Emma.”
The girls followed P.J. down the aisle tossing flower petals into the air and watching them fall in disarray on the white draped aisle.
Amy took the edges of Sierra’s dress, pulled and shook it out, then let it drop. “Gorgeous, sis.”
Sierra smiled, but a pang in her heart made it stop before it hit maximum wattage. For a heartbeat she wished things were better between her and Heather. She’d excluded her from all the wedding preparations. She hadn’t even included Heather in picking out Hallee’s dress.
She’d needed the space and to keep the preparations and wedding happy and all about her and Mason.
“Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts.” Amy studied her, then glanced over her shoulder as the girls stepped up on the stage, making it Amy’s turn to go.
“Not at all. Mason is my future.” She waved Amy to go. “Hurry up. I want to kiss my husband.”
And later, she’d thank her sister for letting Hallee be a part of the wedding and attending despite how frosty things were between them. Maybe it wouldn’t be the same as it used to be, but they could definitely be better than this.
Amy glided down the path, turning her head slightly to give Rex a sexy smile on the way. Sierra had no doubt they’d make it to their rocking chairs on the porch watching their grandkids play in the yard.
The wedding march started. She didn’t hesitate to take her place in the double door entrance and paused to take in the smile on Mason’s face when he saw her. She took him in, standing with their sons, and that smile. The connection they shared drew her right to him.