Chapter 25
Il Divo had been back in England two weeks before Tracey could join them. She had a few things she needed to take care of before moving her operations to the UK. Like Nat she was going to stay close by David. Not giving up on her own work but allowing herself time to be with him. There were no concert tours schedule but the guys would be busy with recording a new album. They had a few special projects and weddings seemed to be in the mix there as well, two weddings. After David and Tracey had announced their engagement Urs got up the courage to ask Nat to be his wife. He almost got a broken rib out of it she threw herself at him so hard when accepting.
Since finding out about Tracey’s global projects David had been studying up on her work. He had told her that he wanted to become involved, help make a small part of the world a better place and not just by singing. He floated a few ideas with the other members and they thought it would be a good idea to get involved as a group. So between recording sessions they accompanied Tracey to boardrooms for meetings, got to see her work first hand. Those that had worked with or been involved with Tracey before never under estimated her. Those that did usually found themselves way out of their depth.
Coleman Enterprises was a very vast benevolent company with interests in just about every area of business you could think of. David was amazed that Tracey could retain so much information about all its projects. She did have an army of people working for her but that did not mean she wasn’t aware of what was happening.

They also made a few trips into the field to see how some of the projects where changing lives. They went to Africa. Coleman Enterprises had several projects on this continent but they had gone to see the opening of a hospital funded by the company. Il Divo was good for publicity. Tracey had not pushed them into coming on board, she already knew the benefits for the company if they did and she was right. But there had been benefits for the guys. Their knowledge of her company had grown, They had a better and deeper understanding of the business world, they had gained a respect in that world and Tracey knew that if their singing careers ended tomorrow they would go on to be successful in other fields.

Life was good and everyone seemed to have settled into a rhythm. Even though Nat had taken time off work she was till busy. Couldn’t help herself. It had only taken 3 months and she needed to be doing more. So she did. It had never occurred to the guys that Nat actually worked for Coleman Enterprises and Tracey was her boss. There were still a few things about these Aussie girls that the guys just did not know. Sometimes they wondered if they really wanted to know.
Jarrod West had not been a problem for them. The very opposite, when they arrived back things had changed. Little did they know that Coleman Enterprises now owned 51% of the music company he worked for. Jarrod West had no idea how she made it happen but it happened. And Nat now kept an eye on the all things Il Divo.

It had been decided to have a joint wedding in England in June. Tracey had organised for family and friends to be flown over and accommodated in a Hotel the company owned in the north east. She let Nat, Gillian and Reba fuss over the wedding. She did however manage to stand still long enough to get fitted for the wedding dress.
The weddings would be held in the gardens of the hotel, the reception in its ballroom. It made perfect sense to Tracey. Everyone in the one spot. Simon, Sue, Darrell and a few others were coming from Australia. Other family and friends where flying in from all over Europe, and a few from the USA including Hayden, Tracey’s son. He had been visiting his father’s family. Although he never knew his father Tracey had made sure that they had kept in touch with his family. Hayden was the only grandchild.

The day was fast approaching and all of the members of Il Divo had been awed by the fact that no one outside their circle had an inkling about what was happening. David had been concerned that family or friends may let something slip. Tracey had told him not to worry it would all work out. It was not until later he found out that Jimmy and a few of his golfing buddies had been hired to hand deliver the invitations.
A week before the wedding the four ladies arrived at the hotel. Nat, Gillian and Reba had made a few trips to the hotel to sort out decorations, table settings, the logistics of organising the actual day. The hotel concierge was a wonderful man in his late sixties who knew everyone you needed to know in the hotel and so it seemed the wedding business. The three ladies had come to rely on him and Nat was over the moon when he accepted her proposal to be coordinator on the actual day. Four days out from the wedding all the civilian guests had left. Only hotel employees and the four ladies remained. Tracey gathered all the employees in the ballroom. Some of the longer standing employees knew Tracey. Her reputation preceded her. She was a tough but fair employer, did not suffer fools, thieves or bullies and she paid well.
“Ladies and Gentleman for those of you who don’t know my name is Tracey Colman. My company owns this hotel and in a few short days as you may have suspected there is to be a special event to take place here. I have called you together to inform you of a few things. The first. If everything goes well over the next 4 to 5 days there will be a 500 Pound bonus for everyone.” There was a murmur through the crowd and Tracey waited for them to settle. “However, if one word of this event is leaked to the media, or talked about with anyone who is not in this room that 500 pounds will vanish and not just for the person who leaked the information. I mean everyone will loose the bonus.
The second. Guests will start to arrive tomorrow, I would ask that you treat them well and please help make this a special time for all involved.”
Tracey saw a young man about four rows back put his hand up. “Yes Phillip, you have a question?”
Phillip was stunned she knew his name. “Miss Coleman can I ask what is happening?”
“A double wedding Phillip of some very special friends of mine and I want to make it as nice and memorable as I can.”
“So do we know these people if we are not suppose to talk to the media?”
“I have know idea if you know them or not Phillip but talking to anyone about this event would not be a wise move.”
Tracey looked around the room. “Ok. Everybody has the rest o the day off. Back on normal shifts tomorrow.”
Tracey left the ballroom. People began to talk and Phillip heard a conversation just in front of him. “You know what they call her don’t you? Cyclone Tracey. She’s an Aussie and that Cyclone that wiped out Darwin in 75’ was called Tracey. I am telling you if she says don’t talk, you don’t talk. And I sure won’t be happy if someone snitches and blows my 500 pounds.”
People began to arrive by hire car, by helicopter, mini bus, taxi and Hayden arrived on a motorcycle. The hotel staff had been briefed on who was to be placed in what rooms and the front desk had a detailed list. Tracey and Nat were on hand to greet their guests. Tracey did not recognise her son as he rode up the driveway. His face was shielded by the dark glass of his helmet. It was not until he got off the bike and began to walk towards her she knew who it was. He walked so much like his father. He threw his helmet on the ground and hugged his mother. “Hiya Mum. Been a while.”
Over the past six years they had only seen each other once, maybe twice a year. “Did I tell you how much I love you?” Tracey tussled his hair.
“Yes mum. Last week via web cam and by text if I remember. So, the lucky fellas here yet?”
“No. shouldn’t be too much longer. Why don’t you go and get settled.”
Tracey watched her son disappear into the hotel as she heard the faint murmur of a helicopter in the distance. This sound seemed to bring more staff out in the hopes of seeing someone they knew. Tracey knew this arrival may just spark the interest of a few. As the helicopter came to a rest David was the first to step out, then Carlos, then Sebastien and then Urs. Nat was half way across the field and jumped straight into Urs’ arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. This was something he had become accustomed to. Gillian and Reba had been a little more gracious and waited for Carlos and Sebastien to reach them before giving them a small kiss each. Tracey and David locked arms and headed for the hotel.
“I think we might have stirred things up.” It was apparent to David by the looks they were getting from the hotel staff that some of them knew who they were.
“Just a little, but I think at the moment they may have you down as the entertainment. I thought about having a walk around later see if I could pick up any gossip on the tipping competition.”
David shot her a look. “You mean they are taking bets as to who is coming?”
“Yep, and who is marrying who.”
The next few days was a flurry of people arriving and getting to know each other. The hotel ran much as it would have on any other day. Guests taking advantage of all that was on offer. Sue and Simon had arrived and it was like old home week for everyone. It took them quite a while to get from the hotel foyer to their rooms as they guys had heard they had arrived and greeted them, Hayden was on hand to pick Sue up off her feet and plant a kiss on her check. Nat and Tracey joined the rabble. For the hotel staff on duty that day it seemed a little odd. The only people they knew where the members of Il Divo. Even when they looked up the registration of names, Sue and Simon’s did not ring any bells. But it seemed that this group were very dear friends. They all marched off together.
That night in the restaurant they all sat together. Simon, Sue, Tracey, Nat, Hayden, David, Urs, Carlos, Sebastien, Gillian and Reba. They had purposely made sure that Nat and Urs, nor David and Tracey sat together. Just making sure that no one got the right idea. As the rest of the guest was family and friends this little group seemed to be very relaxed. People smiled as they heard the genuine laughter coming from the table.

The night before the wedding Tracey had trouble sleeping. Everything was organised, so it was not that. She had been feeling a little unwell but had that under control. She tossed and turned in bed for a while. When she realised what was wrong she sat up in bed and just laughed. No way, she had cold feet. The thought made her laugh even more. After everything she had been through in her life, it was her own wedding that was giving her the heebee gee bees. She needed to settle a few things so she called David’s room. It was 3am and he answered much too quickly for someone who should have been asleep.
“Hello”
“You’re awake?”
“I am now sweetness. What’s up?”
“We need to talk.”
“What, right now?”
“Yes… right now. I am coming down there ok.”
Tracey hung up before David could answer. He was waiting at the door for her when she arrived.
“You’ve got me all nervous Trace. What is the matter?”
She paced around his room a little before settling on the 2 seater sofa near the window.
“Tell me we are doing the right thing?”
David smiled and knelt down beside her, resting his hand on her knee. “What does your heart tell you?”
His voice was tender, his eye smiled with kindness and his hands held a gentle warmth that seemed to soothe her soul.
Tracey smiled. “It tells me, I love you.”
“Then we are doing the right thing. Tracey, I love you and tomorrow I want everyone to know how much. I will ask you again… Tracey Coleman, will you be my wife?”
She flung her arms around him. “Yes David Miller, I will be your wife.”

The entire hotel was a hive of activity the day of the wedding. The weather had been kind to them and the wedding would take place in the garden as planned. Gillian spent the morning with Tracey and Reba with Nat. The guys had managed to sneak away unnoticed. Hayden said he had a gift for them. They met him near the horse stables. Hayden and Il Divo had become fast friends, he felt like he had gained four brothers, one soon to be his step father, something that he liked to joke about with David. In the beginning David was not at all sure how Tracey’s son would react to their engagement, the difference in their ages. Hayden put him at ease the first time they met, jokingly calling him Dad. As far as he was concerned as long as David was what his mother wanted, he didn’t need to know anymore. Now, David kind of liked the fact that Hayden called him ‘D’.Sure beat Merlin………
Hayden was resting against the barn door when the guys arrived. He pushed it open to reveal four quad bikes, each one with their names painted on the side. Urs was the first one to see the other names at the back of the quads. He pointed to the small number plates attached to the back. “I think you better take a look at the back of your bikes guys.” Urs was already standing behind his.
The others came around to see what he was pointing at. Hayden was grinning. David let out a belly laugh; Carlos just shook his head, “What happened to Latin Lover?”
Sebastien just stood looking. “I would have preferred Sebbie.”
Each bike had been named for each member of the group.
David’s had Merlin on the back
Urs had Cowboy.
Sebastien’s was Jack.
And Carlos had Smurf written on his.
“Mum said that you like to ride them so asked me to get you one. The paint job was her idea. I take it you know what it means?”
David spoke for them all. “Oh, most definitely. So guys are we going for a ride?”
“But we have a wedding to go to” Urs was not at all happy about taking off on quad bikes the morning of the wedding.
Sebastien put his arm around Urs’ shoulders. “We have hours yet. It is the girls that need all this time to get ready. We shower, shave and get into a tux. Done. 30 minutes tops.”
“Ok but you promise we will be back in plenty of time?” Urs was still not convinced they should go.
Hayden laughed. “My mother would skin me alive if you lot didn’t get back in time. I have strict instructions to have you back at the hotel by noon.”
David was already on his bike ready to rev it up. “So let’s go then.”

Tracey did not like to be fussed over and it took some doing for Gillian to get her into her room to get ready. Sue had been commandeered to assist. Nat on the other hand was over the moon with all the preparations and poor Reba was almost totally exhausted. The two ladies had undergone manicures, pedicures, hair styling and make up. Sue had threatened to tie Tracey in her seat if she did not sit still and let the people work. Reba had threatened Nat with the same if she didn’t stop trying to help.
Tracey was watching out her window when she saw the five guys ride their newly acquired quad bikes towards the hotel. All seemed so happy, she smiled. Sue came and stood at the window with her. “You‘re doing the right thing Tracey.”
The two women hugged as they watched the five men enter the hotel.