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      CHAPTER FOUR

      TUESDAY AFTERNOON, Colton was on his John Deere mowing the lawn, knowing he should be in the fields but wanting to stay near the house. Yesterday, he’d worked in the barn.

      He told himself that even in the summer he needed to get things done around the house. And that was true, but things getting done around the house couldn’t take priority over things getting done on the farm and vineyard. He should be out today suckering the vines, or...

      He spotted a car coming up the long driveway and for a moment, he thought it was Sophie. For that split second, he thought she’d come to make him listen. To convince him that he was wrong and breaking up was wrong.

      It wouldn’t be the first time she’d read him the riot act and made him change his mind.

      For that split second, he was relieved. Sophie was going to fix things. To make him understand why she’d held so much back.

      Then he saw that it was Finn’s car. He could see there was someone in the passenger seat and they were sitting far too tall to be Sophie. He didn’t need to be able to make out the features to know it was Sebastian.

      Most days he’d welcome his two friends’ company, but not today. He’d been avoiding them and dodging their calls. Hell, he’d been hiding out from everyone. He’d realized that he had no groceries in the house because he’d planned on being on his honeymoon. Rather than shopping in Valley Ridge, he’d driven across the state line into Pennsylvania to North East to restock the kitchen.

      He didn’t want to see anyone.

      Except for Sophie, a small part of him whispered.

      But since his friends had obviously seen him on the lawn mower, he didn’t have a choice. He turned off the riding mower and walked down to the house, resigned. There was no way out of their attempts to help him.

      “You two couldn’t take a hint?” he said by way of greeting. He removed his hat and wiped the sweat from his brow before reseating it.

      “No, obviously we couldn’t,” Finn said.

      Finn pointed to a case of beer, and Sebastian held up a bag as he said, “We brought our own refreshments, so you don’t have to worry about playing host.”

      “As if I’d worry,” Colton scoffed.

      His friends headed over to the picnic table at the side of the porch.

      Colton sighed, and followed them. “I’m not ready to talk about it.”

      Finn snorted. “Yeah, that’s a huge surprise. Colton not ready to talk. I’m shocked. How ’bout you, Seb?”

      “Sebastian.” Their friend corrected his name automatically. “And yes, I’m shocked, too.”

      Colton gave in to the inevitable and sat down. “So, if you didn’t come for the sordid details, why’re you here?”

      “We came to hang out with a friend who, though he might not be ready talk, needs us,” Finn informed him. “Even if he doesn’t realize he needs us.”

      “That’s what my family says when they leave messages on my machine. They tell me that I need them. They’re wrong and so are you.”

      “They’re worried,” Finn said. “We might have talked to your mom and she might have encouraged us to come out.”

      Sebastian looked serious as he said, “And we thought you should know that the entire town knows that blue-haired girl from the wedding is Sophie’s daughter.”

      “How do they know?” Colton certainly hadn’t said anything to anyone.

      “Sophie told Lily and Mattie and asked them to spread the word. Just telling MarVee and that was taken care of.”

      “But why?” Sophie had never told him. She’d kept the fact that she’d had a child and given her up for adoption a secret from him, and now she wanted the entire town to know? He tried to tell himself that he felt hurt, but he knew it was a lie. He didn’t feel hurt—he felt angry. He felt like a fool. How could she not tell him about such a huge event in her life? And if she hadn’t told him about her daughter, what else hadn’t she told him? That was the question that haunted him. What else was Sophie hiding?

      Finn opened up a bottle of beer and handed it to Colton, then another and handed it to Sebastian. “Tori’s coming to spend the summer with Sophie. The girl’s parents are going to be here on weekends, but she’ll spend the weekdays with Sophie.”

      Colton drew a long sip of beer when what he really wanted to do was slam it back and reach for another. Unfortunately, he wasn’t a drinker, and definitely not a drink-in-anger-and-pain sort of drinker, so he sipped.

      “Thanks for letting me know,” he managed.

      “So, are you two rescheduling the wedding?” Finn asked.

      Colton took off his hat again and wiped at his brow as a means of stalling. He put his hat back on and shook his head. “No. I don’t think so.”

      “Oh,” both of his friends said in unison.

      “Speaking of weddings,” Sebastian said as he elbowed Finn.

      Finn looked guilty and Sebastian looked awkward. Something was up. “What?” Colton pressed when they both remained silent.

      “We held off saying anything because we didn’t want to take the spotlight off you and Sophie, and now...” Finn’s sentence died and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

      “What?” Colton repeated.

      While Finn took a sip of his beer, Sebastian said, “Finn’s getting married in August and he feels uncomfortable telling you, given the circumstances.”

      Colton knew his friend needed his support, so he smacked Finn on the back and forced a smile. “Congratulations. You and Mattie? It’s hard to believe you’re going to marry the kid who used to make us all crazy. Do you remember that time we were sleeping over at your house, and Mattie spent the night with Bridget?”

      All three men groaned in unison.

      Finn shook his head. “Mattie still has the pictures she and Bridget took of us, and swears that if I ever try and leave her, she’ll let them go public.”

      “I still don’t know how the hell they got into the room and put makeup on the three of us without us waking up.” Sebastian shook his head, and then glared at Finn. “There’s nothing for it, you’re going to have to stick with her through thick and thin, if only to save our fragile male egos.”

      As if realizing what he said, he turned to Colton. “Sorry.”

      “No, don’t be.” Colton looked at Finn. “I’m happy for you both, and I’m sure Sophie is, as

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