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I click the read more link and it opens the article. I skim through it. They mainly talk about Ryker’s stats and his record-breaking season. It’s not until the end that they talk about Lexi again.

We don’t know who she is, but we can say when she passed out in her dad’s arms (did we mention he’s gorgeous) it was the sweetest thing ever. When we asked about her, Ryker ignored the question.

I finish reading the article and I’m speechless. I’m not sure how I feel about Lexi’s picture being on a gossip website. I look at Bryn stunned.

“Wow,” I say, shaking my head.

“I know! And if that isn’t the sweetest picture ever,” she says, pointing to the screen. I look at it again. It is sweet. She sits back and groans. I look at her. My head tilts to the side, confused about why she seems upset. She rolls her eyes and huffs. “Why does he have to be charismatic, hot, a perfect gentleman, and now this…” she says, throwing out her arms. I furrow my brows. What the hell is she talking about? “I mean, my ovaries see that and they go spread eagle and say ‘come feed me’.”

I slap my hand to my forehead and chuckle. “I did not need that image in my head.” She laughs. “Where is this coming from?” I finally ask.

“We kind of hooked up the night of your party, before all hell broke loose.” I nod. I heard that through the grapevine so I’m not surprised. “He’s called me a few times since and we’ve…” Her voice trails off, but the blush creeps up her face.

I cock my eyebrow. This, I haven’t heard. I lean forward on my desk. “Have y’all seen each other again?”

“No. We’ve just talked on the phone.” She bites her lip and starts fanning herself. “It got hot in here suddenly.”

“Mmm-hmm,” I say. Seems they did a little more than talk on the phone.

“Anyway, he’s just not boyfriend material. But he keeps making me question things.” Her head jerks to the screen. “He really adores Lexi.” She sighs.

“He does.” I want to tell her that he’s a good guy, but he is a total playboy. I understand her hesitancy. Guys like that don’t like to settle down, so I stay quiet.

“I kind of wish he was an asshole. Then I wouldn’t have to be thinking what if. It’s not like I’m going to see him anytime soon.”

I bite my cheek. Oh, it might be sooner than you think. I plan on asking Bryn to be a bridesmaid, and of course, Ryker will be a groomsman. And we planned on pairing them already. I’m not sure telling her will help the situation, so again, I keep my mouth shut. She’ll find out soon enough when I ask all the girls.

When she leaves, I pull out my phone and text Aiden.

Me: Did you see Page Six today?

Aiden: I did.

I look at his response. That’s it? I wait a minute to see if he writes anything else. When he doesn’t, I respond.

Me: And …

Aiden: I’m gorgeous and I’m the dad :) It’s a win-win for me!

I roll my eyes. Seriously?

Chapter twelve

“First question, when’s the date?”

It’s Saturday morning and I’d much rather be out with Aiden and Lexi doing fun things. Instead, I’m here with the wedding planner, Ava. She’s a serious, straight to business, no bullshit kind of woman. I like her.

“April 29.”

She stares at me and blinks. I bite the inside of my cheek, second-guessing my date. “I know it’s far away, but I don’t want to get married in the winter,” I say, defending my date. She snickers at my response.

“Far away?” she replies. “I was thinking that it was too soon.”

My eyes widen. “It’s almost seven months away.”

“Exactly.” She flips open her laptop and starts typing. She looks over my head and says, “Most women start planning their wedding at least a year in advance. Especially if they expect to get the venue they want.”

“A year?” my voice breaks. Holy shit. Why would I want to spend a year of my life planning a wedding?

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