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Knox’s gaze shoots up. “What?”

I lean back in my chair and grin as he pulls out his phone.

CHAPTER FOUR

MOLLY

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How is it possible to have a two-day hangover? Technically it’s jetlag with a side of hangover. Still, I did my job creating a fun bachelorette party and Payton seemed to enjoy herself.

There were twelve of us in total at her pajama themed party. We dressed the bride in a ridiculous white toilet paper gown and made veils to wear with our pajamas.

After a ton more games, we told real-life stories about heartbreak and happily ever afters. Every time someone cried, we had to do a shot.

Except Payton, who is pregnant.

A brilliant idea...until the morning.

I pretty much cried at every single story.

And I made some story up about a guy who doesn’t exist for mine, because there is no way I’m telling them about Steve.

I’ve lived through enough shame over it, thank you very much.

Wearing jeans, a beige cashmere sweater, black scarf, and matching coat, I dip my large unnecessary pair of sunglasses to take in the enormous black machine sitting on the lawn at Ward Montgomery’s home.

A helicopter.

We’re leaving our vehicles here for the long Thanksgiving weekend and flying to the Hamptons. It will be my first time flying in a chopper and I’m equal parts excited and nervous.

The glare from the cloudy sky burns my retinas and I nudge my glasses back down over my eyes. I’m pretty sure I will die without them. God I’m the worst hungover person in the world. I hate feeling sick.

I lift my suitcase out of the trunk and lay my bridesmaid dress over my arm. It’s in a dress bag, so it’s protected, but I don’t want to drop it.

Locking my car, I turn and draw in a deep breath. I don’t know what I’m worried about most. Vomiting in the chopper or seeing Atlas.

Or both—vomiting in front of Atlas.

Lord.

This is going to be a hellish weekend.

Bad bridesmaid.

Correction. This is going to be an amazing weekend watching my best friend marry the love of her life. The last time I saw them was at his brother’s birthday party. They hadn’t admitted how they felt about one another.

Now...

Honestly watching them together before Knox left us alone last night is almost enough to make me believe in love again. That there are men out there who are capable of honesty and commitment.

Almost.

I’ve kept my thoughts to myself. I know Payton is pregnant, but I don’t see why she needs to rush into marriage.

Who knows what Knox is hiding.

He might be a gorgeous billionaire, but has she checked there aren’t any other women knocked up who will one day raise their hands and say,He’s my baby daddy too?

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