Page 96 of Wild For You
“Glad you came?” Kelsey asked, out of breath, as she took the seat beside me. I sat at the table with the rest of my family, sans Autumn and Colton, who were seated at the wedding-party table.
“I am,” I replied as I smiled at her, while she used her napkin to pat away some of the sweat along her hairline. “Thank you for coming with me.”
“Of course.”
I wanted to kiss her, hold her, sweep her across the dance floor like my siblings did with their husbands. Only, I couldn’t, and it was the worst fucking feeling ever.
Although, I could ask her to dance, since she was my wedding date, after all.
“Want me to get you another lemonade?”
As I stood, Kelsey gazed up at me like I’d just offered her a million dollars. “Yes, please.”
Normally, I would have pressed a chaste kiss to her lips, but I settled for a quick smile while I pushed my chair back farther with a squeak as I moved away from the table.
Stopping by the bar first, I requested a gin and tonic and waited for the bartender to make my drink. With my back turned to the bar, I watched as the star of the evening sidled up beside me.
“Hey, Andrew,” Sadie said, before requesting a glass of champagne from the bartender as he set my gin and tonic on the counter.
Before grabbing the glass, I hugged Sadie and congratulated her.
“Marriage looks good on you,” I told her, and she laughed in that childish, innocent way I remembered my sisters did when they were younger.
“Are you having a good time?” she asked as she sipped the bubbly beverage.
“I am. It was a beautiful wedding, and now an even better party,” I replied as I clutched my glass and took a quick sip, my eyes immediately seeking out Kelsey, who was busy chatting with Rory.
“I’m glad to hear that. You know… I like you two together.”
“What?” I asked, nearly choking on my drink.
“You and Kelsey. The two of you make sense.”
“We’re not—”
“Oh, you totally are. You can’t fool me. I’ve been watching you watch her all night. Plus, Marisol may have spilled it to me earlier.”
I groaned, thinking that our secret would be out in the open sooner than we were ready. “In your mom’s defense, it happened while we were drinking mimosas this morning. It was just me and her.”
“Well, I guess… thank you? We’re not sure where things will end up, but she’s found a lead on a job in the area, and… well… I love her.”
“Ah! I’m so excited. Maybe there will be another wedding soon.”
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” I told her, even though that’s exactly what I was hoping for as well.
Sadie flicked her hand in the air. “You can’t tell me what to do. It’s my day.”
“Don’t you have a husband to go dance with or something? I have it on good authority there is a pregnant lady eyeing your wedding cake. I’d get that cut before she gets ahold of it.”
She chuckled like she thought I was joking—something she and I did with each other frequently—but then stopped when she realized I wasn’t. With her wine glass in hand, she dashed across the dance floor, frantically speaking with the event planner.
Too bad she was already too late. Kelsey confessed she had skimmed the tiniest bits of icing from the bottom of Alex’s creation. At least she had the decency to take it from the groom’s cake, stating she didn’t want the bad juju for ruining such a profound tradition, adding, “Plus, his is chocolate. And damn was it heavenly.”
I grabbed my glass and made my way toward the other refreshments, swiping a cup of lemonade as I went. As I passed tables, guests and some of the wedding party waved or said hello, a few snagging me to chat for a bit. It took about thirty minutes to bring Kelsey her drink.
She chugged the lemonade immediately. “Woah, that’s good,” she said of the tart drink as she smacked her lips.
“Would you like another?” I asked as I chuckled.
