Gina Lamm - Geek Girls Don't Date Dukes

Excuse me, youre stepping all over my farthingale. Leah tugged her hoop underskirt free of the clueless knights boots. Having the most spectacular garb at the Renaissance Faire was becoming more of a burden than a bragging right.

He staggered away from her and blundered into a tree, his homemade metallic armor clanking. Leah smothered her laugh at the sight. Somebody should pop the lid off that tin can with legs, and if he doesnt watch out, Ill do it for him.

Ella, Leahs good friend and Ren-Faire buddy, snickered behind her hand. Go easy on the guy. He didnt make the eye slits in his helm big enough.

Irritation wrinkled Leahs forehead as she watched him apologize to the tree and turn to walk the other way. Made his codpiece too big if you want my opinion, Leah muttered as she brushed the dirt from the gold brocade hem of her handmade Anjou gown. If he was packing that much, hed never be able to sit on a horse.

Ellas snort brought a smile to Leahs face. She was kind of glad she hadnt called in sick like shed planned. This outing was just what she needed to get her mind off her best friends upcoming wedding. Jamies joy only reinforced Leahs own shit-tastic love life. Ella had encouraged her to stop moping and get back to having fun, and Leah was determined to give it a shot.

As Ella and Leah made their way through the Faire, Leah dipped her head and mumbled Good morrow to a passing fairy. Why did people insist on doing that? It was a Renaissance Faire, not a nearly nude fairy-for-all. It really burned her when people took one of her favorite events and turned it into another excuse to wear booty shorts, bikini tops, and clearance Halloween wire-and-sparkly-mesh wings.

Ooh, a henna artist. Ella pointed to a silk tent strung beneath a large oak. And bonus, no line! Want to get inked?

Leah smiled. I really need to get going, or Ill be late for the coronation. Why dont you go ahead? Ill catch up with you after, I promise.

Okay, Ella said, tilting her head. If youre sure.

Leah nodded. With a parting wave, she wound her way through the crowd as gracefully as her hooped skirt would allow.

Once alone, Leahs mood turned south. She slumped against a tree by a palm readers cart, cradling her head in her hands. What was wrong with her? Jamies wedding was in just a few days, and if Leah couldnt get herself together enough to be there for her best friend, shed always regret it. Her own loneliness could shove it until Jamies happy day was done. Besides, she wasnt really losing her best friend, so she needed to buck the hell up.

The cheerful chatter of the Faire goers surrounded hernormally a wonderful, happy sound. Today, instead of scanning her fellow attendees garb for historical accuracy and nifty ideas, all Leah could do was feel sorry for herself. Ella was right. She had to stop acting like she was losing her best friend. Shoving herself upright, Leah glared at the green canopy of leaves above her.

Screw this, she said, adjusting her skirts and straightening her French hood. Ive got a coronation to attend. Leah strode toward the parade ground, nearly mowing someone down in the process.

I do beg your pardon, Leah said as she bowed her head and bobbed a curtsy to the man. I didst not see She trailed off as she got a look at his face. Kevin? What are you doing here? Seriously? She gripped the sides of her skirt so hard the fabric rasped in protest.

Leah. I hoped youd be here. Kevins self-conscious smile didnt reach his eyes. He smoothed his clearly expensive jeans over his too-lean hips. I need to ask you something.

Sorry, I dont have time to talk. Her Majesty is expecting me to help with the coronation. Leah resumed walking, hoping like hell hed get the hint and not follow. Their particular personal history wasnt one she wanted to relive.

No such luck. He trotted to keep up with her, weaving through the crowd. Youve got half an hour before that starts. I checked the schedule. Listen, Leah, Ive been thinking.

About Teresa, hopefully. She is the one youre going to marry. Leah fought the angry blush climbing her neckline. How could she have been stupid enough to believe that Kevin loved her? She quickened her step, wishing she could leave him, and the past he reminded her of, behind.

You know I didnt mean for that to happen the way it did. I still care about you, Leah. I always wanted to stay friends with you, and Teresa wants that too. She actually wanted me to ask you to possibly, I dont knowbeabridesmaidorsomething.

The rushed words sent a white-hot knife of hurt and anger through her chest. She stopped so fast that Kevin nearly knocked her down. Whirling, she gaped at him.

You have got to be kidding me. A bridesmaid? She called me a slut the first time she met me! And she met me on the night that Id thought The words swelled in her throat, and she fought to get them free. Id thought

You thought I was going to propose to you. Kevin scuffed the toe of his leather loafer in the dirt. I know. I didnt want to hurt you. It was justI dont know.

Hard to tell me youve been in love with Teresa for five years? Hard to tell me youd been engaged the whole time you were stringing me along? She dashed the angry tears away, hating that he could see how much she still hurt over the whole sorry situation, six months later. Sorry, Kevin. I cant help you.

Come on, Leah, it wasnt like that. You know how my parents are. Teresa is an attorneyshes great at what she does. Her family has known mine forever. Theyre from DC too, and they all move in the same circles. I like you, you know that.

But an elementary school drama teacher who just happens to enjoy fantasy more than fund-raising events was more than your ancient and revered family name could take. Its fine, Kevin. I get it. Her voice was ragged and her chest tight, but she stood her ground. She wasnt going to apologize. Shed tried to be the kind of girl he wanted, but that particular mask hadnt fit. It was just as well. His mother had hated her with a passion, and no matter how hard Leah tried, she could never live up to that impossible standard. It had been much easier to cling to Jamie than to try to fight for Kevin anymore. Of course, now she didnt have her best friend either.

He took her hand, gently rubbing a tiny circle over her knuckles. I still care about you. A lot. And I know its shitty of me to ask this. But listen, Teresas cousin Wendy had to back out of the wedding. Her doctor put her on bed rest until the baby comes. You can wear Wendys dress for the ceremony and be in the pictures. And you dont have to worry about anything because the photographer said he can Photoshop Wendys face in afterward.

Shed have laughed if it wasnt so pathetically painful. Jerking her hand away, she stared at himhis fancy clothes, hair perfectly gelled into that tousled look, his complete discomfort at standing on a dirt path in the middle of the woodsall of it. Even though shed wanted him desperately at the time, she could see now that shed been a total idiot to think he could have made her happy. Didnt stop it from hurting like hell, though.

There is no way that Ill be in your wedding. You and that attorney bitch really deserve each other.

She walked away without looking back, her aching heart turning to lead in her chest. What a stinking mess her life had become, and it was nobodys fault but her own. Shed been so busy chasing the dream of a happily-ever-after that shed completely lost sight of who and what she wanted.

The coronation, normally one of Leahs favorite events, seemed to drag on forever today. She performed her bit perfectly