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I groan I’d forgotten all about it
"Oh God," I say "I think I’da says, shtly on top of the head "You can’t do that! It’s i day You can’t disappoint Cooper Besides, we’re all coain, and reach for the drink Canavan has doctored "Magda, no It’s all the way uptown and I’ht now I’m too, uh, beautiful--"
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph," Canavan says disgustedly He turns and whistles at a unifor by "You Sullivan C’ot a patrol car, right?"
"Yes, sir"
"Drive these two ladies uptown," he says
Officer Sullivan looks down at us in confusion "Sir?"
"They’ve got a very ihts and siren They can’t be late"
Sullivan looks eventheot a wedding-dress-fitting appointda and I find ourselves outside the boutique at which I boughtOfficer Sullivan and his partner, who both seehly aency," Magda coos across the sidewalk, blowing the you two!"
"You do that," Officer Sullivan says, and smiles as he waves back There are probably worse ways a police officer can spend atwo blondes in the back of his cruiser
Before I touch the door to the boutique, it’s yanked open, and Nicole Cartwright is standing there wearing a butter-yellow jumpsuit and a stricken expression on her face
"Where have you been?" she demands "You’re late"
"Only a little late," I say "There was traffic by the Pan A"
"You couldn’t have called?" Nicole deotten a little hectic here too?"
"At the bridal shop?" Magda looks at me, her drawn-on eyebrows raised "What happened? Has someone had diarrhea in the sink like in that movie about the bridesmaids?"
"Oh my God, Huey, chill" Jessica suddenly appears in the doorway, a glass of chane in one hand and her cell phone in the other "Quit blocking the doorway and let the me--"
The door is torn open from behind Jessica, and suddenly Cooper appears on crutches, his face dark with beard scruff, not toto show
"Where is she?" he deht Then he sees ins to hobble toward me "Don’t you ever--"
I have no idea what kind of threat he’s about to deliver, because I run toward him to wrap both ar all about his bruised lips He appears to forget about theainst his heart and filling me with the crisp clean Cooper-ish scent of hi here?" I whisper, when he finally releases me--which he has to do, since he needs at least one arm to balance on his crutches "You’re supposed to be ho you shot so a littledresses? You crazy kook"