Chapter Eighty

"But why does he wish to see you before the ceremony? This is not normal.” The older woman rang her hands. “Ai, ai, ai. Men, they are not rational. I Honestly don't understand them sometimes.”

Tess stifled a smile. Her future mother-in-law had very definite views of what constituted proper male and female behavior. Tess’s father had confounded her several times over the past few days, wanting to approve the wedding dress, insisting on consultation with the chef for the reception and a host of other equally odd, to her mind, requests.

She patted Amy Black's arm. “It’s all right. He just wants to see. He won’t touch anything.” She said. 

Her father had been ecstatic at the news of her upcoming marriage and had come over immediately to take part in the preparations, much to Dash’s mother’s dismay. She was not used to having a man around giving orders in the do