Page 49 of Second Chance Husband

“They’re planning this big elaborate thing, and I cannot believe it. It’s their third wedding,” Devney mumbled, as she poured a glass of wine.

The children were now tucked in the guest room, old enough for my guest bed and cuddled together for their nap.

They had looked so cute when we had tucked them in, and now it was adult time with our own conversations where we didn’t have to spell out certain things.

“So they’re really going through with it? They’re marrying each other again?” I asked, still aghast.

“Yep. Apparently third time’s the charm.”

I winced at that. “Well, I can’t really say much about that because if I ever get married again, which as far as I’m concerned is a big no, it will be my third time.”

Addison paled, before she reached out and gripped my hand. “I did not mean it like that. I meant third time with each other. You have a very different set of circumstances.”

I shook my head. “I don’t know if it feels that different. Considering it’s a lot of the same players.”

“No. We’re going to get into everything about you in a second, but those two?” Devney shook her head. “Their version of love is not something that I ever want in our lives. They do it for the drama, and the flair. And they’re forcing their kids to be part of this because somehow, they convinced them that this was going to work. If it was up to me, I would walk away and never look back.”

My eyes widened at her harsh statement. Devney was the sweetest among us. She had a huge family, with multiple siblings that were all either getting married, were already married, or along the way. Her blended family was loud, chaotic, and ridiculously happy.

Even with the torment in their past, they were happy.

And Devney was the selfless one. There was caring and understanding. And yet, she’d held firm against Heath’s parents.

“So you’re all going to this.”

“Yes, because Heath and his siblings have all stated that this will be the last one. That they are done placating them.”

“And Luca’s right along with them. They’re going to go, watch it happen, and then hope for the best. Because we’re going to protect our kids no matter what.”

“You guys are good parents.”

“We’re trying. Now, tell us what’s wrong,” Addison whispered.

I swallowed hard, then reached for my wine glass.

“I’ve slept with August. Twice.”

I hadn’t meant to blurt it out just then. I had been wanting to lead up to it, to find a common ground and perhaps eloquently state it. But no, of course I hadn’t.

Devney and Addison looked at each other and then at me.

“You mean besides the time at the resort?” Devney asked.

Addison nodded. “What she said.”

I choked on my wine before setting it down quickly so I could take a napkin and wipe the splatter down my shirt.

“Are you serious right now? You knew this whole time?”

“Of course we knew you slept with him. You couldn’t have hidden it. We thought maybe it was just a one-night thing because of proximity? Are there feelings? We just don’t know these things. But oh my God. Paisley. Twice?”

Devney sounded aghast, and frankly I felt the same way too.

“Yes, twice.”

I explained about the resort, and how it had just accidentally happened after we had been fighting, and both girls fanned themselves even as I rolled my eyes.

“You don’t think this is weird? Considering that he’s your brother-in-law, and literally your husband’s twin,” I pointed at Devney.

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