Fortune's Proposal by Allison Leigh Page A

when the minister asks if there’s anyone present who objects.”
    They’d driven into town by themselves, using one of the trucks from Molly’s Pride and judging by the scarcity of available parking spots and the number of people milling around on the grass outside the church, they weren’t exactly beating any early arrival records.
    Not surprising, given Drew’s continuing displeasure with the entire affair.
    â€œThat’s Nick,” he told her as he lifted his free hand in a wave toward the guy who’d called out the greeting.
    She would have guessed that, from the description that Drew had given her of his brothers. Nick was about the same height as Drew, although a little more leanly built. But he had the same brown hair and as they got closer, she realized, the same brown eyes. More specifically, though, it was the pretty redhead who stood beside him with a baby on the hip of her narrow blue sheath dress that helped identify him.
    â€œAnd Darr, presumably, is standing beside him?”
    â€œYeah.”
    The youngest Fortune brother was not quite as tall as Nick, but he was stocky and muscular. He was also wearing a string tie with his blinding-white shirt and dark suit, while his brothers wore traditional ones with theirs, and he had a cowboy hat on his head.
    Drew had told her that Darr was the most “Texan” of the Fortune transplants to Red Rock, and the seriously good-looking man was definitely living up to that. Particularly when he doffed his hat once she and Drew stopped in front of him and greeted her with a “ma’am,” an up-and-down look that told her he was taking her measure and a grin that she hoped meant he wasn’t entirely disappointed with the results.
    She shouldn’t care so much whether Drew’s family liked her, but she did, and hoped her smile was not as shaky as it felt when they reached the group. All eyes seemed to turn toward her as Drew began naming off the players before lifting her hand that he was holding. “And this is Deanna Gurney.”
    â€œYour fiancée. That news made it around the family by the time the sun came up this morning.” Bethany, the petite blue-eyed blonde holding Darr’s hand, gave her a dimpled smile.
    â€œThank God we had time to get over the shock,” Nick drawled, giving Deanna a quick, charming wink, and everyone laughed.
    â€œOh, you.” Bethany shushed him with a wiggle of her fingers as she turned to Deanna and caught her unaware in a quick hug. “We’re all just so happy for you.” She stepped back and her eyes twinkled. She could have been made from spun sugar, she had such a sweet face. “You look radiant. I love that shade of pink on you. I can never get away with anything darker than this.” Shedashed her hand over her soft pink dress. “I just look all washed out.”
    Deanna managed to get out a “Thank you.” She thought that “neon” might be more appropriate than “radiant” given the vivid color of her dress, but it was the only compliment she’d received since she’d put it on. Drew had only given her a sort of stunned look when he’d joined her in the great room after he was finished getting ready himself.
    Because she’d been a little busy trying not to swallow her tongue at the sight of him in his perfectly tailored black suit, white shirt and pale gray tie with his hair ruthlessly combed back from his handsome face, she had just quickly set aside the hot tea that she’d made for herself and pointed out the keys that J.R. had left behind for them, and they were off.
    Bethany had turned to Drew, pulling his head down to plant a kiss on his cheek. “But you’re a rascal, Andrew. You had me convinced that you were positively allergic to marriage!”
    Deanna’s gaze collided with his over his sister-in-law’s softly waving hair and she hoped that she was the only one who saw