The Cottages On Silver Beach. RaeAnne Thayne
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Marshall rolled his eyes while Elliot gave her a look she couldn’t interpret.
He was frustrating that way. Spending so much time behind the camera lens reading and recording people’s facial expressions usually gave her some insight into their thoughts. Not Elliot’s. That whole stone-faced FBI agent thing again.
“What do you want us to talk about?” Marshall asked, clearly uncomfortable at having her lens trained on him.
“Doesn’t matter. Whatever you were talking about before I came over.”
The two men exchanged glances and the currents zinging between them made her even more suspicious about the topic of their previous conversation.
“Anything. Baseball. The weather. You can talk about the lovely dress that Samantha Fremont created for Katrina.”
The idea of these two masculine law-enforcement officers discussing their sister’s wedding dress almost made her smile.
Marshall played along. “There you go. Hey, Elliot, did you notice what Kat was wearing?”
“I think it was a dress or something. It was white or maybe yellow. Did it have lace?”
She sniffed at their teasing, though she still clicked away at her shutter. Charlene would probably love this tongue-in-cheek side of them.
“For your information,” she answered, “the gown is gorgeous, an original creation by up-and-coming local designer Samantha Fremont. It was tailor-made for Kat, specifically designed to highlight her shoulders and make her neck look longer and more graceful. Your sister is simply stunning in it.”
Both men gave her matching looks of incomprehension and she snapped away. “Sorry,” Elliot said, “but to us, Kat will always be the little pigtailed tattletale who hated being left out of anything.”
“Good thing she grew out of that,” Bowie Callahan drawled as he approached their group. “Though she still doesn’t like to be left out of things, particularly her brothers sharing such charming opinions of her. Hey, Megan.” He greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. Since he had moved to Haven Point, Bowie had become one of her favorite people. Not only was he gorgeous, rich, successful and talented, Bowie was always so kind to her and all the rest of the Haven Point Helping Hands.
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