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      She lifted her head to confirm this, and he nodded.

      “Mom is making us a small dinner after the service, so we don’t have to worry about food. I thought I’d pick up a bottle of champagne, though…?” Again, she looked up to make sure he was okay with this.

      “I’ll get the champagne.”

      “Fine. I’ve booked a photographer.”

      “Couldn’t we just get the minister to snap a couple of photos?”

      She bit her lip. “I suppose.” He was really being a grinch about this wedding. But what could she expect? He was T.J., after all.

      Was it possible her mom was right, that she was making a mistake?

      Heather closed her eyes, pushed away the dangerous thought. In seven days she was getting married. She couldn’t afford doubts, at least not any more than she already had.

      No, T.J. wasn’t perfect. But who was? Nick had been moody at times, fond of going out for drinks with the boys after his shift when she would have preferred for him to come home to her. They’d worked around the problems and found a way to be happy together.

      She’d do the same with T.J. She was going to make this marriage a success. T.J. was a smart man. He could learn to be a good husband and father. Her baby would grow up in a happy home.