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I push myself closer to him, kissing him softly. “You don’t have to say anything more.”
Epilogue
Grayson
“Calm down,” Jack says as he claps me on the back. “She’ll be here. Chicks take a long time for these things.”
“Is this coming from all your experience with women and weddings?”
He snorts. “No, but it was meant to be comforting since I’m your best man and everything.”
“Well, it wasn’t.”
Choosing Jack to be my best man was a no brainer. I have three very competitive brothers, and having to decide between them felt like a minefield where I was surely going to get blown up, so I avoided it.
Plus, Jack is like a brother. There is no one who isn’t blood who I trust as much as him.
“Well, have a shot then, that should calm you.”
I’m not nervous. Not the way he thinks. Jessica will be here, I have no doubts about that. It’s more of an anxious excitement. I’m ready for this. I love her, and I want to start our lives as husband and wife.
Jack hands me a shot of whiskey, and I take it before we raise our glass. “To brotherhood.”
It’s what we’ve said each time we toast. “To brotherhood.”
The liquid burns its way down, warming me along the way.
“Did Amelia get ready with Jess?”
“Yeah, she said she’s a girl and needs to be with them.”
Jack laughs. “It’s really funny that pretty much everyone attending your wedding is actuallyinthe wedding.”
He’s not wrong. Our bridal party is four groomsmen and four bridesmaids, which is more than half of the invited guests.
“We wanted it intimate.”
He nods. “Can I ask you something, Gray?”
I turn, finding the normally carefree air around him is different. “What’s up?”
“How did you . . . well, how did you guys decide to move forward?”
Okay, now that’s a surprise. “You mean try again?”
He nods.
“I don’t know, I guess it was just always meant to be. It wasn’t easy, but I don’t think it’s meant to be.”
“Right.”
“Is this about a few weeks ago?” I ask, remembering the night he showed up completely blitzed.
“No. That was just me being drunk,” he says a little too quickly.
“Who was the girl?”
Jack shrugs, looking away. “No girl.”
