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Instead of feeling offended, she had the audacity to actually look smug about the entire thing. “No, you love me. You’re welcome, though.”
Sensing that we were going to start off the wedding by bickering all the way to the altar, Mom gave us both a look that instantly made us shut up. She was right, too. No matter how sneaky she was, this was still Elle’s wedding.
And I wasn’t really mad. I just had the wind knocked off my sails for a moment—first, by Amanda’s presence and then, by Amanda herself.
Before the wedding ended, I made the decision that I was going to talk her. Not in a creepy way, no.
Just catch up on things, see how she was doing…
Alright, she was looking reallyfine, but I really just wanted to talk to her. It had been such a long time and… I kinda missed her.
After the ceremony, I tried to catch her but I was caught up in a flurry of picture-taking and a dozen other post-wedding ceremony rituals. Somehow, I lost Amanda in the crowd of guests and well-wishers.
“Ollie, are you okay?” Mom asked me, a frown creasing your face. “You’ve been pretty antsy this whole time.”
I faked the most nonchalant smile I could. “No, why do you say that, Mom?”
“Well, for starters, you’ve been drinking a lot,” she pointed out. “Is something wrong?”
“Alcohol is good for the heart.”
“I’m sure when your colleagues said to drink moderately, they didn’t mean the whole bottle, Ollie.”
“I’m fine, Mom,” I grinned. “I’m just celebrating because someone finally took Elle off our hands.”
Mom pursed her lips. “That’s not a very nice thing to say about your sister.”
After the trick she pulled on me, I had very little nice things to say about my dear younger sister.
I finally found Amanda after several more pictures and a few more glasses of champagne. She was standing all by herself, a fairy queen amongst peasants. I swiped a flower from an arrangement on one of the tables and made my way to her.
“A flower for a flower,” I said in my most suave and mature voice, deftly—I hoped—flicking the flower before her.
When she saw me, her eyes widened in pleasant surprise. “Oliver? Is that you?”
“In the flesh.” I swept a dramatic bow, complete with a flourish, nearly losing my balance in the endeavor. Luckily, I managed without falling flat on my face.
“Wow! I can’t believe it’s you,” she shook her head. “It’s been what? Twelve years?”
“Pretty long, huh?” I grinned.
She nodded. “Yeah. Who would’ve thought that Oliver Compton would become a successful cardiologist?”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh ye of little faith. I’ll have you know that I finished med school as one of the top of my class.”
“Elle said the same thing, although she didn’t seem so confident when she said it,” Amanda laughed, her green eyes twinkling like emeralds under the fairy lights. “She said it must have been a very small class.”
I reminded myself not to inflict bodily harm on my sister yet again for talking behind my back, and to Amanda, no less. It was her wedding, I told myself, and she did bring us both back together, for better or for worse.
So, maybe Elle deserved a little credit for that.
“So, how have you been?” I asked her. “I didn’t know you came back to Georgetown.”
“I moved back about two years ago, when Grandma Margaret got sick,” she shook her head. “I liked it better here, so I volunteered to stay with her.”
“That’s very sweet of you,” I murmured, my voice dropping to a lower timbre, which I hoped to God sounded sexy because the woman standing before me wasverysexy. It was only right I matched her sexiness with at least my voice.
She opened her mouth as if to say something before her eyes widened in surprise and the biggest smile broke out of her breathtaking features. Honestly, it felt like sunrise breaking over the horizon. I had almost forgotten how beautiful she looked when she smiled. God, I could bask in that smile forever.
