“That’s what she…Fuck,” Blaine uttered. “Never mind. That’s our sister.”
The guys laughed.
As Tobias screwed in the drywall, Zeke looked down from the ladder he was standing on and said, “Hate to tell you this, but that drywall doesn’t look straight.”
“My ass it’s not straight,” Tobias grumbled, and stepped back to assess it. “Damn it.”
“Are you kidding me?” Zander eyeballed it. “It looks better than Zeke’s dating life.”
The guys laughed, and Zander and Tobias fixed their mistake.
“Speaking of Zeke’s dating life,” Maverick said as he set a stone in place. “How’d your date go last night?”
Zeke shrugged. “We had a good time, but we didn’t have much in common.”
“Isn’t that the chick you met when you were hiking last week?” Blaine asked.
“Yeah, so?” Zeke said as he taped a seam.
“Sounds like you have hiking in common,” Maverick said.
“Maybe she didn’t like his tiny pierced dick,” Zander teased.
The guys laughed.
Getting no reaction out of Zeke, Zander said, “Come on, man. Every time you take a woman out, you find something wrong with her. She’s too talkative, not interesting enough—”
“Not smart enough or too judgmental,” Blaine added as he chose another stone for the fireplace.
“Mads thinks it’s because they’re not Aria,” Tobias said.
Zeke scoffed.
“I was trying not to go there,” Zander said carefully. “But now that we have, Zeke, you’ve had a bug up your ass about Aria acting squirrely. Did you ever get to the bottom of that?”
Zeke climbed down from the ladder, his jaw tight. “This isn’t about Aria. I just have standards.”
“Hate to tell you this, bro, but you’ve been saying the same shit for years,” Blaine pointed out. “One of these days those standards are going to strangle you.”
“And you think marriage won’t?” Zeke moved the ladder.
“Hey, even if that’s the case, then I’m a willing victim,” Tobias said. “I’d do anything for Mads. November, baby. I expect you all to cry at our wedding.” He and Madigan were getting married in November at the Salty Hog, where they’d first met.
Zander laughed. “That ain’t happening.”
“Nobody’s going to be crying at my wedding,” Blaine said.
The room went silent, all eyes turning on Blaine.
“Your wedding?” Maverick asked, his brow arched.
“You finally going to make an honest woman out of Reese?” Zeke asked.
“She’s been an honest woman her whole damn life,” Blaine said. “I’m just making her my wife.”
“You going to tell us when this wedding is, or are we supposed to guess?” Zander asked.
“Next spring, when Lettie is on school break.” Blaine secured the stone in place. “We’re going to Santorini, Greece, for our honeymoon.”