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“It’s looking good. Or at least I hope it is with how many pieces of garland I hung today. And anyways, wasn’t the bachelor party tonight? Aren’t you busy with that?”

“I cancelled it last week,” Charlie said.

“Why?” Violet asked, frowning.

“We have a member of the wedding not being cooperative. You know how Lewis is, he doesn’t want some wild rager of a party with strippers or anything like that. He’s entirely committed to Liv.”

“Which is what all men should do.”

“I agree, but … someone said he was inviting strippers anyway because it’s his right to as a member of the wedding. So, I cancelled it. Lewis would rather not have one than deal with that. The last thing he needs is to feel like he’s not fully committed a few days before his wedding.”

“Did the person who caused all of this happen to be Elijah?”

“How did you know?”

Violet shrugged. “A good guess. He’s the only one who’s stupid enough to do it anyways.”

Charlie bit down, not wanting to let insults fly about Elijah. He had plenty, but if he started, he wouldn’t stop, and maybe it would get back to Lewis that he fucking hated the guy.

“I think you probably did the right thing. Besides, bachelor parties are dumb. Not even Liv is having a bachelorette party.”

“Elijah insisted. He said Lewis needed to mourn the end of his single life.”

“Ugh,” Violet said.

“It’s dumb. This whole wedding planning is dumb.”

“Why?”

“I’ve seen how much they’re paying for this. Weddings are overpriced as hell. Plus, I think a lot of marriage is dumb.”

“Really?” Violet asked. “Marriage in general?”

“Yeah, you’re tied to that person for life. I don’t think I could feel that way about anyone.”

“Not Lauren?”

“No,” he said. “Love doesn’t work out for most people.”

“What about Liv and Lewis? Do you think they won’t work out?”

“No, they’re happy. And this is what they want. I don’t know.” Charlie huffed. “I don’t even know why I’m saying all of this. I think I’m stressed about cancelling the bachelor party. Elijah was mad. I’m a little worried he’ll invite strippers to the wedding.”

Violet made a face. “I’d hope he wouldn’t be that stupid.”

Charlie only shook his head in response.

“Well, it’s been a long day.” Violet turned to go to up the stairs again. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“You too," he said quietly. Roo jumped from him to follow Violet up to the guest room. Charlie sighed. Roo had yet to sleep with him, somehow preferring the upper rooms of the house. He didn’t know if it was the room or Violet herself, but something up there always caught Roo’s attention.

Charlie was a little jealous.

Chapter Seven

Violet

The next day, Violet went to the venue in an old shirt salvaged from her car and cheap leggings. They were not her best look, and the leggings were covered in cat hair from Roo constantly sleeping in her room. But she figured she wasn’t seeing anyone important anyways.

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