Page 66 of Every Inch of You
“You want her, go get her. All there is to it. Get outtahere.”
“What are you doing here?” Sebastian walked in. It was early Saturday morning and I hadn’t seen him in a week. “I heard you took the weekendoff.”
“He’s leaving!” yelledLarry.
“Why do you look like a steaming pile of gorgeousshit?”
When Sebastian examined my face, I watched his turn from concern to realization to horror to guilt in a matter of seconds. “Oh. Crap. I have to tell yousomething.”
He led me back to myoffice.
As soon as I shut the door, I said: “Did you fuck aclient?”
“No…Well…We’ll talk about that later. Last week I sort of accidentally let it slip to Vivian about your whole revenge fantasything.”
“Mywhat?”
“What you told me. About wanting to get her to fall for you and then break her heart like she did toyou?”
“Why would you dothat?”
“I wasn’t thinking—I had a fever—it just came out, it was toxic word vomit. I am so so so sorry! I’ll call her. Should I call her? Tell her I wasconfused?”
“No. Don’t bother. I have to tell her to her face that it wastrue.”
“Oh.” He looked surprised and impressed. “Bold move,Mitch.”
“This isn’t a Mitch move,” I said. “I’m definitely Brad now.” I didn’t bother to explain anything to him, because I was out the door tofast.
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After changinginto my suit at home faster than Superman, I flew to Seattle (on a plane) and chartered a seaplane to Orcas Island because I couldn’t wait for the ferry. It was a shame, because it was a gorgeous early June day, and prior to a week ago, I had really been looking forward to riding the ferry around the San Juan Islands with Vivian. It’s one of the things I missed most about living in Seattle. It was also a shame, because flying in a seaplane made me so fucking nauseous I wanted todie.
It wasaround three-thirty when I got to Orcas Island, and the invitation was for four pm. I still had the information that Vivian had emailed me a couple of weeks ago, so I knew where she was supposed to be before the ceremony started. What I didn’t have was a response from Vivian. I had texted her five times to tell her that I was coming and that Sebastian had just told me what he said to her and I needed to talk to her. I called her five times and left her two messages. It kept going straight to voicemail. I didn’t know if she had gotten the messages or if she was ignoring them. I had no idea what to expect when I foundher.
Idefinitely did not expectto walk into the lobby of the Inn where the wedding was being held and see Vivian down a hallway with her arms around a guy who was kissing herneck.
