Page 69 of Give Me Forever Love

I pick at the skin beside my thumb.

She slides her chair out and grabs her dish before walking over and grabbing Austin’s. I stand also to help clean up as the guys come down with the dresser.

“So, when is the wedding?” she asks me as she turns the water on.

I wince. “Next month.”

She drops the plate into the sink. “What? Next month?”

I nod, biting my lip.

“Jesus, Kat. Were you never going to tell me?”

“I was!” I say. “I just didn’t know when.”

I look over at Bryce as he exits the door. He only gives me a sympathetic small smile before he vanishes in the hall.

She picks the plate back up and rinses it off. “How am I going to get sized in that short of time? Look at me. How will I fit in a bridesmaid’s dress?”

My heart flutters because she just assumes she’s going to be a bridesmaid.

That’s family.

When you’re mad at each other, no matter what you’re upset about, they’re still there. They stick.

“You can wear whatever dress you want. You’re going to be the only one.”

She smirks. “I better be.”

I reach over and grab the plate from her hand, turning her to look at me. “I love you.”

She smiles, her eyes beginning to water. “Dude, you can’t say shit like that.”

I laugh. “Me telling you I love you makes you cry?”

“Everything makes me cry! But we both know you aren’t good with that sort of thing…” She shrugs her shoulder. “So, it just means more when you say it.”

“I don’t say it enough.” I grab her and hug her tight, and then I feel a hard thump against my stomach.

I look down with wide eyes. “Holy hell, you’ve got a kicker!”

“Yep. That wasn’t in my rib or anything,” she says sarcastically. The boys walk back in as I laugh.

I hear Austin. “Glad to see all is right in the world again.”

I flick him off. “Don’t be nosy.”

He chuckles as he and Bryce walk back up. I’m still pissed at Bryce, and when we leave here, he will know it.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Bryce

Kat slams the front door and tosses her purse and phone onto the countertop. I lift my hat and rub my face. “K, I didn’t mean to make you this mad.”

She swirls around to face me, her cheeks red with anger.

“You didn’t mean to make me this mad?”

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