Over a hundred and thirty people had been invited to the party. Bruce had estimated that there were forty-seven left. The clock just struck eleven and he wasn’t waiting any longer. It was best for him and Catherine to get this over with – no matter how she took the news. Besides, all of his personal friends had left thirty minutes ago, so they wouldn’t get caught in the crossfire.            Trevor had said in the study that he would explain what was going on to Christopher and the girls discretely. The Hudson family had played their part and acted like nothing was amiss after Trevor had clued them in. Bruce and Trevor had thought it best to not to tell them about his relationship with Beverly until Bruce had convinced Beverly to take him back. Plus, Bruce suspected the family wouldn’t be able to contain their shock when they learn

            The day of the wedding . . .             Croc Land was full of tourists by ten o’clock.  Eddie was helping Jim give tours of the farm. Melanie was running the shop and collecting people’s money for the tour. Joey had opened the mini café in the back of the shop. Their cousin, Mark, was helping him.            Beverly walked out to the pin next to the swamp.  She stood with the tourists who were watching Rich bait a crocodile out of the water. He quickly turned to Beverly like he had sensed her there. He winked at her and quickly turned his attention back to the approaching crocodile.            She grinned. Rich was a pretty cool guy. He had made her laugh most of the day yesterday

            The night was warm, but not humid – perfect night for a swim. The above ground pool was slightly illuminated with soft white light. Rich had lit two tiki torches to keep the bugs away.Beverly’s red bikini had thick straps and V-shaped cut cleavage. The bottoms showed the slight curve of her butt cheeks. The color looked good on her.            Rich wore black swim trunks that were a little loose on him. His sandy-blondish hair looked good wet. Actually, his entire body looked good – and sexy wet.            They swam around for a few minutes and met back at the edge of the pool to sip their beers. Rich had carried the cooler to the pool and sat it on the deck.            “This is nice,” Beverly

            The next day . . .            Bruce and Beverly were on the Hudson jet heading back to New York. Beverly had disappeared to use the restroom. Bruce checked his messages as he waited for her.            Jim, Katie, and Eddie wanted to stay in Las Vegas for another few days. Bruce had told them sure and kept the rooms on his credit card. He had told them to put anything they wanted at The Palms on the rooms account. He would take care of the bill.It looked like cell reception had been restored in New York early that morning. His brothers had sent him several texts around eight a.m., asking where he was and was he all right.“Oh, Mr. Hudson,” Beverly sang. “I have some champagne here.”“In a second, Mrs. Hudson,” Bruce said as he