Page 67 of Win Some Love Some
The woman on the edge of that fountain didn’t trust her gut.
And I’d been a part of that.
Realizing thathadto be what was making me act so strangely around her. See her so differently.
Or maybe it was Wyatt’s bullshit advice.
Change it up. Do something different. Test the waters.
Pull Nora into me and see if my dick twitched.
I got out of the 2003 BMW 5 series I was driving for the night. It was myfancycar. The car I drove when I wanted to impress someone.
Which wasn’t Nora, obviously. But it was a wedding and she was used to nice stuff.
Walking up Roy and Vanessa’s driveway, it felt like I was picking her up for prom or some shit and it wasn’t just the suit I was wearing. I felt…nervous.
Roy was going to kick my ass if my dick twitched. Fuck, I might kick my own ass.
Maybe it wasn’t too late to pretend to be sick.
Before I even knocked on the door, Vanessa was pulling it open.
“Look at you!” She cried and clapped her hands together. “In a tie and everything.”
“Well,” I grumbled. “Isn’t that what you do for weddings?”
“Gosh, I don’t even know anymore,” Vanessa leaned against the doorway like we were settling in for a nice long chat aboutwedding etiquette. “Have you seen those weddings where the grooms wear shorts? A person can’t be married in shorts.”
“Sure they can, if it’s hot,” Roy said from the couch where he and Will were watching a ball game. Bethany had been reading something on her iPad. All was as it should be in the Barnes household.
“Come on in,” Vanessa said. “I don’t know what’s keeping Nora, but…”
“I’m here,” Nora said. She came down the stairs in a burgundy dress that hugged her waist and her chest and flared out at her knees in kind of a gauzy cloud. There were no straps and her shoulders and arms were so sweet and strong.
Her hair was up in one of those twists that makes every woman look like a movie star and she had freckles on her face. Her own, but also little silver sparkling freckles she’d put on with some kind of magic.
She took my breath away.
“Hey Nick,” she said, picking up a purse and a thin black wrap. “You ready?”
“Yeah,” I said and opened the door.
“Hey Nick,” Roy said from the couch. He was twisted around so he could look at me. “Remember our little conversation,” he said. He lifted his fingers, pointed to his eyes and pointed to me.
Break her heart and I’ll end you.
Yeah, kind of hard to forget.
“Dad,” Nora said. “Stop being…you.”
She opened her door and smiled at me, looking like my best friend and a goddess, all wrapped up into one.
Despite her father’s warning my dick twitched.
Well, shit.
A few hours later,everyone who was supposed to get married had said I do and everyone else was working real hard at getting drunk.Love Storywas playing over the speakers and the dance floor was crowded with women crying out to Romeo to save her.
