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“Do you guys know what you’re doing for tuxes color-wise?” I ask Maverick.
He glances at me before turning back to the road. “I think Noah and Emma decided on the traditional black tux look.”
“I love the black and white look. Very classy and elegant.Maybe our dresses will be black too.” I look out the window as we pull up to Driftwoods.
Walking into the restaurant, I sneak a peek at Maverick. We’re going to be spending a lot of time together in the next few days. I have a feeling things are about to get quite interesting.
Chapter Six
Maverick
I holdthe door open for Sophia and Bell as we walk into the restaurant. Driftwood is on the outskirts of town and is known for its upscale menu and drinks. I’ve only been here a handful of times when my mom wants our family to go on her birthday or other special occasions. It’s more of a date atmosphere, so I stay clear of the place. The hostess leads us back to the far corner, and we see everyone else already at the table.
“You’re here!” Emma beams at us as they all get up to give us hugs.
“Hey Cole, it’s good to see you again. You too, Skye. You’re looking beautiful as always.” I give them both hugs.
“It’s good to see you again, Mav. You’re looking handsome as ever,” Skye grins up at me.
“How was the flight?” I ask Cole while Bell and Sophia excitedly hug Skye.
“Good man. I love that it’s an easy direct flight. Excited about golf on Friday? We’re so going to kick Noah and James’ ass.”
“Hell yeah, we are. I’ve had to listen to him brag over and over about how he beat you last time, so this is payback time.”
“I’m sure he forgot to mention the fact that he had to get me wasted in order for him to beat me.” Cole laughs as I find an empty seat next to him and sit down.
“He definitely left that part out,” I chuckle.
“I left it out because it doesn’t matter. Drunk or not, I still would have beat you,” Noah chimes in, grinning.
“We’ll see about that,” Cole says, laughing.
Sophia sits across from me, leaving Bell to sit on my other side. Her scent hits me as she takes a seat. My dick instantly reacts, and I shift uncomfortably in my seat. I need to find a way to push these feelings in the back of my mind. I don’t know when I started letting myself look at Noah’s sister differently, but now that I have, I can’t think of anything else.
I feel like it’s always been there in the back of my mind, but I’ve refused to let myself go there. It doesn’t matter, though—nothing can happen. I’m not letting anything ruin Noah and Emma’s special day. And Noah finding out I want to bury myself deep in his sister more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life would not be a good talk to have before his big day. I just need to ride this out until after the wedding, and then I can figure out what the hell is going on and what to do about it.
The waiter comes by to take our drink order, and Noah orders some appetizers for the table. I stick with beer since I’m driving, but really wish I could order a double bourbon right about now to take the edge off of being next to her. That dress she’s wearing is going to be the death of me tonight. She’s close enough to me that I can see straight down her low-cut dress at those perfect round breasts. I shift again in my chair to try and get comfortable.
“So, I talked to Rusty’s, and they’ll have all the catering ready and delivered to your house when we get back from ourgolf game for the bonfire. You guys won’t have to lift a finger. I also got s’more supplies at the store the other day for Emma.” I grin at Emma as her eyes light up.
“I told you that you didn’t have to do all that. I could have grilled something for everyone.” Noah says, looking at me.
“I’m the best man. It’s my job to be in charge of the bachelor party. Skye and I agreed that we would take care of everything.”
“That’s right. You guys just have to show up. Mav and I have it all under control.” Skye grins at me and gives me a wink.
“What are you guys planning?” Emma narrows her eyes at us and looks at the both of us.
“Don’t you worry your gorgeous head about it. We’ve got this.” I look at Skye and grin.
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Emma says under her breath.
“Just remember we said no strippers,” Noah looks at me. “I swear if one of yourfriendsshows up and tries to give me a lap dance, she’s going in the pool. And you…”he points to Skye. “No men in thongs trying to stick their junk in my fiancé’s face. My junk is the only thing that needs to be close to those pretty lips.” Everyone busts out laughing.
I hold up my hands. “I swear, no strippers. Geez, give me some credit. I wouldn’t disrespect your wishes.”
Noah’s eyes soften. “Yeah, I know. Thanks, both of you, for working so hard on this. It really means a lot to Emma and me.”
