Amusement flared at the way the jaws of both men dropped so obviously that she could practically hear them hitting the ground.
The woman positively beamed with the delivery of the news, with that so deep happiness that you could not wait to share it with the world at large kind of happy. Despite whatever lag there was in one meeting to the next with her, Jamie and Brodie, she counted them as friends. Friends to share in this gloriously happy thing.
She laughed as Jamie came around to hug her, immediately throwing her arms around him to hug him back before releasing him again. And waited, to find out whether or not they would be willing to witness her union with the man she loved. No hard feelings if they did not, Az told herself, it was rather last minute, bur she wanted friends there. Friends better than the few women in her social class back home that she went out for manicures and expensive luncheons with and secretly was extremely bored of their company within two minutes. If that long.
Oh. Jamie definitely would, “Fantastic!” Brodie had yet to answer, so her dark eyes turned questioningly to him.