Jude didn’t seem the least bit disappointed. “Well, I’ll see him when you two get engaged, won’t I? Looks like you’re pretty happy with this whole island engagement setup.”
“Of course I am—it’s all thanks to Seth’s careful planning. I couldn’t be happier.”
Bianca was practically glowing with joy.
“So, where is my Seth? I tried calling him, but he didn’t pick up. Is he busy?”
“He’s off on the other side of the island sorting out the flowers. That spot’s way out of the way, and he didn’t want me running all over and getting tired. So he told me to just relax here and enjoy the beach while he took care of it.”
“You two are disgustingly adorable, you know that? I never pictured Seth as the doting husband type. Turns out he’s a real modern-day gentleman!”
Bianca put on a mock-surprised face. “Oh, he didn’t used to be like this?”
“Not at all!” Jude replied without hesitation. “He was always distant with everyone, never really let anyone in. You’re the exception.”
“Seriously? Even with Noreen?”
She tossed out the question casually, as if it were an afterthought.
Jude, being Jude, didn’t read into it. “He was even colder to Noreen. Never bought her any real jewelry—nothing like what he did for you, splurging a fortune at that auction for that necklace.”
The mention of Seth’s million-dollar splurge jogged Jude’s memory. “Speaking of which, Noreen just dropped a million at an art auction herself.”
Bianca, who’d been lounging in the sun, drink in hand, froze mid-sip. “A million?”
“Yep. I couldn’t believe it.”
“Where’d she get that kind of money?”
“Who knows?”

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