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Chapter 21
Wes
“Are you sure about this?” I cautiously inquire, arm readjusting itself around Bryn’s waist. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“I’d say it in Klingon, but I don’t think you’d understand.”
“I might,” leaves me prior to a warm chuckle.
Doubtful.
Learning one fucking phrase gave me a migraine and damn near ruined decades of friendship.
“Maybe I should try,” is attached to a wide mouth grin.
“Maybe you should just give Valora your credit card.”
Our wedding planner gives her long, recently blond highlighted strands an excited ruffle. “So, this is a yes?”
“It’s a fuck yes,” Bryn sassily counters over the sound of ocean waves crashing behind us. “I absolutely want a beach wedding.”
“Perfect!” Her exclaiming occurs as I release Bryn and reach into my light khaki-colored pants. “This Frost Luxury Hotel beach venue is phenomenal. It’s always at the top of beach wedding venue lists; however, it rarely tends to work out for them typically because of dates.”
“October,” I inform while retrieving my card. “Whatever day is available.”
“And if there isn’t one?”
The command delivered during the handing over of the object is fresh off the printer clear. “Make one.”
“And that is one of the many, many reasons why I love working with you, Weston.”
“And the reason I love working under him,” shamelessly flirts my fiancée.
Heat instantly coats my cheeks unnecessarily adding to the slight discomfort already being brought to them by the scorching sun.
One side of the page, I hate being outdoors like this.
I’m exposed.
Physically.
Mentally.
Emotionally.
Being out on this fairly public beach in South Haven in the middle of the morning in the lightest clothes I’ve owned in over a decade – an off-white polo and pair of khakis I had J.T.’s stylist specifically purchase for this trip – is me putting it all on the line for Bryn.
I’m in public.
My mutilated flesh is on display – which the press stalking us poorly in the distance is taking full advantage of.
