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Ronin’s laughter filtered through the suite. The sound made me smile.

“Either unbutton it or get used to it. You’ll be wearing that shirt for hours.”

“Why are these things so formal?” I asked. “We’re rockstars. We don’t wear suits. Except our birthday ones.”

Ronin stepped out of the bathroom in slim cut, navy dress pants and a white button down, his long hair loose in those messy waves I loved. My man was gorgeous no matter what. Still, as soon as we were done at this event, the clothes were coming off. And staying off.

“It’s a wedding, so deal with it.” He shook his head and smiled at me. “By the way, we have a stop to make before we pick up Brodie and Van.”

“For what?”

Ronin didn’t answer me.

“Baby?” I asked.

My boyfriend was busy getting his suit jacket on. “I’ll explain on the way.”

Something was up with him these last few days. But I’d let him work it out in his own time. When he was ready to tell me, whatever it was, he would. No matter what, we were partners, in all aspects of our life. There were no secrets, and nothing was left unsaid.

It was hard to believe that we were celebrating one year together as a couple. So much had changed and yet, it felt like no time at all. That’s what happens when you fall in love with your best friend, and he falls right back.

I grabbed my cell and texted Brodie, letting him know we were on the way. Ronin’s sister and mom had already left for the venue. They were helping Bibi organize the wedding.

Ciara had gone through a lot of therapy, and she was doing great. She’d decided to stay in Nashville and was now working full-time with Hardwick. Dallas’s confession about the concert threat eventually led to him pleading guilty on the assault charges. He’d been in jail for the past year and would stay there for the foreseeable future. Thank fuck.

Ronin’s mom moved down here as well, not far from us. Our home was always filled with family, music, and laughter.

But that wasn’t all. My brother Rae had also moved here. He got a job as a marketing director for a beverage company, and he was loving it. The only ones who hadn’t made the move were my parents. Guaranteed, as soon as Ronin and I had kids, they’d be selling up and joining the rest of us.

Not that we were in any rush to do that. I relished having Ronin all to myself.

Well, he’d always been mine. And now he was in every way, and I was his, too.

Ronin slipped up beside me and held out his hand. Palm to palm, fingers interlocking tightly. It was simple, really, but holding Ronin’s hand made my heart take off running. Every fucking time.

“You ready?” Ronin asked me.

I nodded.

Lennie and Petyr were waiting outside our door and escorted us to the SUV.

“Looking good, gents,” Lennie stated. “Any thoughts about today? Twenty bucks says Holls faints before he makes it up the aisle.”

“Make it fifty,” Ronin offered.

I nudged my boyfriend with my sharp elbow. My lethal weapon.

“Ow, that hurts.”

I rolled my eyes, not believing Ronin’s complaint for a second. Then I placed a gentle hand on his waist and started rubbing the same spot. He pulled me in close, leaning down to kiss me.

“Don’t start that here,” I warned.

“What? Why?”

“You know what happens when you start kissing me. We can’t be late. Not today.” I smiled at him. “And stop taking bets. I talked to Holls this morning. He’s not freaking out at all. But he’s worried that Dawson might be.”

“No way,” Petyr commented. “Dawson’s been ready to marry Iain since last year. It’s all he talks about.”

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