Benedict 03 - Seeking Crystal

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by Joss Stirling


  ‘Yes, that’ll do fine. I’m pleased not to be the family screw-up any more.’

  She laughed. ‘Oh, darling, give yourself time. You’ll make more mistakes. No matter how old we get, we go on doing that. I should know.’

  ‘Love you, Mama.’ I hugged her, baby and all.

  She cuddled me back. ‘Love you, my little girl.’

  The day of the wedding arrived and all men had been banished from our flat while the bride prepared. Lily was helping her dress, my mother and Karla in attendance, which was why I found I had a quiet moment in the kitchen with Sky and Phoenix. I leafed through the morning post, putting aside the congratulations cards for Diamond and Trace. We’d already had one wedding present: hearing that the contessa had dropped her charges against the Benedicts.

  I opened one addressed to me—thick creamy stationery with a New York postmark. My jaw dropped.

  ‘What’s the matter?’ asked Phoenix.

  I passed her the letter. Sky joined her to read over her shoulder.

  ‘Oh my gosh: Elite Models wants you!’ Sky giggled nervously. ‘Wow. Three weeks in the Caribbean for a summer fashion shoot.’

  ‘They took the gossip about me and Steve seriously. They don’t seem to realize I have no experience.’

  Phoenix passed the letter back. ‘What are you going to do?’

  I brushed my fingers over the paper. It represented a dream I had so briefly indulged in but the answer was obvious.

  ‘I get spots. Hate diets. I can’t walk in high heels.’ I chucked the letter on the side for a polite refusal to be penned later.

  ‘So?’ Phoenix grinned, pleased with my decision.

  ‘The world can do without another model, but not a soulseeker. And I was thinking that I’d set myself up near to where Xav does medical school, maybe take a few design courses while I’m at it. I like making clothes more than wearing them.’

  ‘I hope he chooses Colorado then!’ said Sky.

  ‘Hey, no, California.’ Phoenix waved away the idea of studying in the Rockies. ‘San Francisco is much the best place to live.’

  I tidied away the post. ‘To be honest, I don’t care if he chooses Nowheresville, Idaho.’

  ‘Aw, that’s so sweet.’

  I thought again. ‘Actually, maybe I do care—about the Nowheresville.’

  Sky laughed. ‘Crystal, looking at Xav’s wardrobe choices, do you really think he’ll be choosing that?’

  ‘No. I’m thinking more Manhattan or London.’ Phoenix was also amused. ‘Funny thing is that Yves told me Xav has put his plans on hold to hear what you want to do.’

  Sky hugged herself. ‘You guys are so cute! I’m so pleased it’s you. It’s no big secret in the Benedict family, but everyone has a soft spot for Xav because he’s, well, he’s Xav.’

  I grinned. Yes, Xav was Xav, unique and just what the doctor ordered.

  The bride was radiant in white lace over a satin slip; the groom dashing in morning dress; the Best Man (Victor) in grey was dangerously impressive; the bridesmaids and page boys looked deceptively angelic in yellow and white.

  Xav, who had been listening to my internal commentary as we watched the newly married couple walk down the aisle, leant over.

  ‘You forgot to add that the Best Woman isn’t looking too bad either, not in that cream dress. Your own design?’

  I nodded. ‘And you don’t look a complete disgrace in your suit.’

  ‘Tell it how it is, cupcake. Shall we go?’

  I took his arm and fell in behind the parents. I couldn’t resist satisfying my curiosity so I reached out briefly to Uriel—not a proper examination, just enough to catch a hint.

  ‘Interesting: South Africa,’ I muttered.

  Xav smiled at his brother’s startled expression as Uriel felt my gift brush by. ‘Is that right?’

  I turned my attention to Will. ‘I’m getting … tulip fields. Windmills with mice in.’

  ‘That’s hardly surprising,’ Xav whispered back.

  ‘Aw, you know that children’s song too? Let’s get him a ticket to Amsterdam.’

  ‘What about Vick?’

  ‘Hmm.’ The third brother had many defences around his mind but I sneaked in for a little peek. ‘Now that is unexpected.’

  Victor’s steel-tipped gaze swung round to us.

  ‘What?’ urged Xav.

  I bit my lip. ‘Shouldn’t I tell him first?’

  ‘Hey, soul sister, we’re in this together.’

  ‘OK. Prison. Afghanistan.’

  Xav tripped over his own feet. ‘I volunteer you tell him.’

  ‘What happened to the “we’re in this together”?’

  ‘But it’s Vick!’

  ‘Coward.’

  ‘OK, I’ll tell him—eventually.’

  ‘But don’t forget to mention that she’s innocent and needs his help.’

  ‘You can tell that much?’ Xav pulled me out of the line of people being arranged by the photographer. Those things always took hours. Steve’s fans were out in force beyond the barricades put up by the movie people. Steve and Lily didn’t notice—this was their normal after all—and were chatting happily away with Yves and Phoenix as they waited for their photo call. Xav and I found a little spot on our own in the church porch, a flight of angels cavorting on the wall beside us, scrambling haphazardly up a ladder to heaven.

  I shrugged. ‘Just an instinct about Vick’s partner. Her energy is really … kind—and brave.’

  ‘I like your instincts.’

  ‘Well, here’s another of them. Phee told me you’d said you’d put your medical training on hold for me?’

  He nodded. ‘I’ll do what’s needed.’

  ‘I need you to follow your original plan. Where you go, I go.’

  ‘You’re sure?’

  ‘One hundred per cent.’

  He recognized the echo. ‘Is this all part of the Crystal and Xav show?’

  ‘Xav and Crystal show, you mean.’

  ‘That too.’

  He squeezed my shoulders gently. ‘So what do you think about New York?’

  I laughed silently. Phoenix had called that one correctly. ‘I’d think it perfect—as long as you are there.’

  ‘Thank you.’ He kissed me so tenderly I felt as if my soul was unfolding, like petals on a rose.

  ‘Hey, guys, stop fooling about!’ called Zed. ‘The photographer is waiting!’

  Reluctantly we parted to find our families smiling indulgently at us. Confetti fluttered in the air, whisking over our heads and away to the lonely islands of the lagoon.

  ‘We’ll be right with you!’ Xav called. He lowered his voice. ‘After just one more kiss.’

  About the author

  Joss Stirling lives in Oxford and has always been fascinated by the idea that life is more than what we see on the surface. She loves travelling and thinks Venice has to be an all-time favourite city in which to fall in love.

  You can visit her website on www.jossstirling.com

  www.jossstirling.com

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  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  About the Author

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  About the Author

  More eBooks from Oxford

 

 

 


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