“They’re all the same, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of them when I saw them,” Roark says sheepishly. I was initially joking about the rings, but he put so much thought into these.
“They’re perfect,” I tell him, and Derek and Orion find their voices to say the same.
“Do we wear them now, later? I don’t know how this works,” O says with a blush. So fucking adorable.
Derek leans over and steals a kiss, careful not to crush Lavender or the babies.
“I don’t fooking care about tradition,” Roark shrugs. “Wear them now, less people to beat off you all.”
Derek smirks, but he can’t stop staring at the ring as he puts it on. I am a true brat, so I put on my ring, take a photo, and send it to Jordan. If he’s awake he’ll…
Yep, and there’s the phone call. Swallowing back a laugh, I answer the phone, crawling back into bed with everyone to get comfortable.
“I swear to everything that’s holy. If you married my niece without me, I’ll be shoving that bat up your ass!” Jordan roars.
Oops.
“Hi Uncle Jordan!” Lavender sing-songs over his voice. “I’m happy to announce that I am still unmarried, but Roark proposed to the guys beautifully.”
“Roark… oh thank fuck. It’s about damn time, I know he was looking for rings,”her uncle says, calming down.
Ror’s eyes widen, and I roll my eyes. Jordan is such a know it all stalker.
“Okay, stalker,” I tell him. Jordan doesn’t take offense and simply waits for me to continue. “You know how busy we all are, and Roark wants to get married sooner rather than later. We all do. So, want to help us make that happen?”
“Please be our wedding coordinator, Uncle Jordan!” Lennon says, happiness in every word.
“Are you serious?” Jordan asks in shock.
“We wouldn’t do anything without your support, anyway. You know our schedule, when things need to be done, and it couldn’t ever happen without you,” I remind him with a shrug. “So, what do you think?”
“I kind of want to get married on a beach if you’re taking requests,” Lavender says.
“Huh, that would be really pretty,” I muse and Derek nods.
“Myrtle Beach isn’t far, but fuck we could even do Florida,” Derek says. “With Jordan’s help, a destination wedding wouldn’t be a big deal.”
“I love hearing that. It makes me feel like a superhero,”Jordan says. I can hear the awe and happiness in his voice. He didn’t even know Lennon was his niece until earlier this year, and now that he does, it makes this all so much better.
“Alright, I have a direction,”he continues to muse. “It’s September, a late wedding in Florida should be doable. Warm, beautiful, and perfect blue skies. Now that I have my notes for that, expect to get messages often because you need a dress, Lennon, but that’s for another day. Did your sister get in okay?”
“She did,” Lennon confirms. “I don’t know how the rest of this tour is going to go, Jordan. They really fucked up.”
“Mav and Atlas are hiding from my calls,”Jordan growls. “I don’t know if they’re going to South Carolina after everything. The assholes blocked me from the bus’s itinerary too. So, they’ll pop back up when they crawl out of whatever hole they dig themselves into eventually. How do you want the rest of the tour to go? There’s three last performances and they’re all next week.”
“I think we should perform,” Lennon sighs. “After that, Layla and I can record with the guys, and we can decide what to do with Atlas and Mav. Who knows if they want to be part of Darkest Nights after this? It’s just damn uncomfortable, and if they weren’t sure what they wanted, they shouldn’t have shit where they eat.”
Lenny is heated and I don’t blame her. “Layla and Lennon got some lyrics down for a song,” I report. Her eyes grow large and I shrug. “It’s really fucking good. Anyone who has ever had some kind of heartache will love it.”
“I need to put it to music, but it is really good. We broke shit in a rage room kind of set up that Ror made us. It was the best therapy. I’m not even riled up, and it was amazing,” Lavender says with a feral grin. I love her so much. Stabbiness and all.
“I’m glad she’s okay,”Jordan says. “This is such odd territory for me. I’m stuck between wanting to fuck them over with unpaid parking tickets and staying professional.”
“For now, Layla is okay,” Lavender says firmly. “We agree she shouldn’t stay in their bus anymore. She also wants to online date which I support. Between all of the computer hackers in this family, it’ll be safe.”
“Yeah, it should be,”Jordan grumbles. “Congratulations, I’m glad I got up early because I’ll be bouncing with excitement the rest of the day. Kiss the babies for me. I’m going to pop in on Monday if that’s okay?”
“You’re always welcome.” I smile. “Good night.”