Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
If nothing else, the girls will get a good laugh.
I know they’re all excited. Willow couldn’t stop talking about it while she got ready. She talked and talked, and damn, when she walked out of the bathroom I had to hold onto the dresser. Her brown hair was curled, her makeup was dark and smoky, but the tight black strapless dress she had on showing off her incredible body made it impossible to look away.
I wanted to tell her she looked fucking hot, but before the words could leave my mouth Anya knocked on the door and she rushed off with her.
“Are you guys almost ready?” Ben asks.
I sip my beer, trying to gain as much liquid courage as possible.
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
Paxton tosses his arm over my shoulder and laughs. “It’s going to be so much fun. I mean hell, I saw Callum laugh today.”
“Shut up,” I laugh.
Callum protests, shaking his head. “I laugh a lot.”
“Not often,” Griffin adds.
“I was the grumpy one and I laughed more,” Shepherd says, raising his beer.
“He laughs when he’s making the schedule,” Tripp says with a smile. “It’s all sinister and shit. He gets a kick out of scheduling me all weekend.”
“Aren’t we supposed to be roasting on the groom?” Callum asks, tossing back a shot.
“You’re right.” I raise my eyebrows and grin. “Pax is so pussy-whipped he’s making us all dance for his girl,” I say.
“No better way to get a reaction from someone,” Lake comments, keeping his focus on his beer.
This guy is pushing my limits. I’m not usually a hotheaded person, but everything that comes out of his mouth makes me want to crack him in the mouth.
“Okay, it’s time,” Ben says with a huge smile.
We all follow him to the private VIP room that the girls are in. Paxton is bouncing with excitement. Shepherd grabs his shoulder and whispers something in his ear. Callum and Griffin are talking, causing Griffin to laugh. Lake is walking beside Harrison who tries to make small talk but is greeted with silence. Ben, Axel, and Damien are laughing with each other, sharing the same kind of bond that we have as brothers.
“Are you excited to dance for Willow?” Tripp asks.
I shrug as we walk. “Nothing she hasn’t seen before,” I lie.
“So, you guys are really into each other, huh? Like it’s something that's going to last right?”
I look at him as my eyebrows dip in confusion. “Why?”
“Just asking. I mean, you were with Millie and you didn’t seem this into her like you are with Willow. I guess I’m just checking is all.”
“It was different with Millie. There was nothing between us. No chemistry. She was nice, but we just didn’t fit together,” I explain.
He nods but doesn’t say anything else and before I can ask anything, Ben interrupts our conversation.
“Okay, I’ll introduce us and once the music starts, you guys know what to do. Don’t overthink it. It’s supposed to be fun.”
He opens the door to the private room and as we start to walk in the girls start shouting and screaming for us. It’s impossible not to laugh.
My eyes collide with Willow’s instantly, and she raises an eyebrow at me. I smile, and shoot her a wink.
All the guys get into position, Paxton in front and the rest of us in three rows behind him. Our backs are to the girls, but I peek over my shoulder to smile at Willow. I shouldn’t, but I mean what kind of fake boyfriend would I be if I didn’t, right?
I grin when I see she’s looking right at me and I toss her another wink. Why? To make it look good to everyone around us. At least that’s what I tell myself when I chuckle and turn around.
“Hartford, I’m so damn happy for you that you were able to find someone as amazing as Paxton. I have no doubt that he will always keep things exciting and interesting.” The room erupts in laughter and whistles. “We decided to kick off the excitement with a little dance for not just you, but all you beautiful women. So get ready ladies for Paxton and his brew crew,” Clara announces into a microphone.
The smoke from the smoke machine starts and the music blares through the room. The song Paxton picked is SexyBack by Justin Timberlake.
As soon as he begins singing we spin around and throw our arms in the air. The girls go wild, screaming, laughing, and cheering.
My eyes lock with Willow’s as we start moving forward, reaching our arms out. We stop and move our hips in a circular motion, causing the girls to scream. All the girls except for Willow. Her eyes are running up and down my body as I move around. It spurs me on and when Paxton does indeed straddle Hartford, we continue dancing. Hands up and down, hips sway, and thrust forward.