Page 94 of Exes and Oh Hell No

My phone buzzes again, and a feminine moan beside me indicates the sound is waking up my woman.

I tighten my grip on her, covering her face in kisses.

She sighs, relaxing against me, still slumbering away.

Reaching out my arm, I grab the noisy phone, my brows drawing together when I see the group text.

Dread fills me as I click on the text thread and read the first message.

Fucking Connor.

I’m going to wring his fucking neck.

I roll onto my back, leaning against the pillow with Harper still in my arms.

Such fucking chaotic nonsense.

CONNOR: Our infamous center is madly in love and planning a wedding.

JAKE: I didn’t know he was dating anyone! He’s marrying her?

COLE: Is it the girl he was hung up on in college? The one who broke his heart?

DALTYN: Wow! Captain’s getting hitched.

JAKE: Oh yeah. I forgot about her. That has to be the one.

CONNOR: Yes, it’s his ex. Harper. She’s resisting, but he’s unfazed.

COLE: Oh this is gonna be good. Ford LOVES a challenge.

JAKE: We get to be in the wedding right?

CONNOR: Of course. I’m officiating, so that leaves the best man spot open.

JAKE: Dibs!

DALTYN: No, asshole. I’m gonna be the best man.

COLE: No way! He likes me better.

CONNOR: You should see all the plans Ford’s making. Gram Cracker is monogramming towels with their initials. It’s cute as fuck.

ME: You guys are worse than hens in a hen house.

CONNOR: There you are! Where did you go? Did ya kidnap Harper and take her somewhere to fuck her?

I smirk.He has no idea how true his words are.

ME: I needed time alone with her.

CONNOR: I love Harper. She’s perfect for Ford. Wait until you meet her. She’s feisty as fuck.

COLE: He needs feisty to keep his ass in line.

JAKE: I can’t wait to meet the future Mrs. Brooks.

DALTYN: They’re kissing your ass cause they wanna be the best man. Pick me.

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