Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“Yeah.” I sigh. “So what were you trying to get ahold of me about?”
“Just wanted to check in. The ladies are, uh, doing a girls’ night. Layla’s mom is watching the kids, so Brax and I were thinking we could do a guys’ night. Maybe play some poker and shoot the shit like we used to.”
“Girls’ night?” I raise a brow. “You mean they’re at her bachelorette party? Why aren’t you at your future brother-in-law’s bachelor party?”
“He decided against one. Said some shit about not wanting to party.” Camden snorts out a laugh. “I didn’t question it since I can’t stand the guy. I wasn’t in the mood to party with him anyway.”
“You don’t like him?”
“He’s a kiss-ass workaholic. One of those guys always looking for ways, or people, to help him climb the ladder. I honestly thought my sister would call this shit off before she made it down the aisle.”
“So why the fuck haven’t you said that to her?”
He raises his hands in a placating manner. “Ain’t for me to say. If you think she’s making a bad decision, why don’t you say something?”
I sigh and shake my head, debating if I should admit to them what happened between Kendall and me… at the very least, tell them what she said to me. Don’t I at least owe her that much? What if what the guy did was something horrible, and now, she’s marrying him.
“Before Kendall lost her memory, she told me something…” Camden’s brow furrows, and he nods for me to continue. “She said she was going to end their engagement.”
“When?” Camden asks.
“Right before she got into the accident.” I decide not to mention what happened between us because it might look like I’m jealous. If she does decide to go through with the wedding, I don’t want her knowing she technically cheated, especially since she can’t remember ever being with me.
“Did she say why?” Braxton asks.
“No. Just said it was over.”
“Probably just cold feet,” Camden says. “Everyone knows my sister is afraid of commitment.”
“Yeah, maybe,” I agree even though that night it felt like a whole lot more than her being afraid of saying I do.
“C’mon.” Braxton stands. “We need a night out. Shit’s gotten too real lately, and we need a night to let loose, let off some steam.”
Since I’ve been missing my friends and I’m down for drinking, I tell them to give me a few minutes to get changed, and then we head out. With our security detail tagging along, we end up at Lush, our go-to place. Instead of getting a table, we go straight for the bar in the VIP lounge.
The great thing about Lush is that the people here are just as wealthy, if not wealthier than we are, and many are famous in their own right, so we don’t have to worry about being accosted. The bartender doesn’t even bat an eyelash when she comes over to take our orders.
“I don’t know what to do,” Braxton says once she’s dropped off our drinks. “Kaylee and I were supposed to get married, and then all that shit went down with Gage, and now…”
“You don’t want to do anything while he’s not here,” Camden finishes for him, taking a sip of his drink. “I say you get married. You weren’t planning a wedding anyway, right?”
Braxton shakes his head. “We just wanted something small, with just us, since our families suck. My brother said he’d be our witness.” He shrugs. “But I don’t know… It just kind of feels wrong, doing anything while he’s… there.”
“There’s no way Gage would want you to wait on him. I mean, he could’ve changed since he left, but I can’t imagine him ever getting upset over you wife-ing Kaylee up. He knows how much you love that woman. We all do,” I tell him, patting him on his back.
“Yeah, you’re right. I think after Kendall’s wedding, we’ll plan something. Maybe have a little dinner with everyone afterward. Since we’re on a bit of a break, I’m going to surprise her with a trip to Paris. We talked about going there when we were younger.”
“Nice,” Camden says. “With spring break coming up, Layla and I are taking the kids to The Hamptons. Put the place we bought to use.”
We’re all quiet for a few minutes when Camden adds, “If you wanna go…”
“Bro,” I say dryly. “I’m not about to play the fifth wheel with your family vacay. I’m good. I was actually thinking of taking off for a little while.”
Both guys’ faces swing toward me.
“Where?” Braxton asks.
“When?” This time Camden.
“I don’t know. I just think I need to get away for a bit. Clear my head.”
“You do what you need to do,” Braxton says, putting his hand on my shoulder. “Just know that we’re here for you. Any time. I don’t give a fuck if I’m across the damn pond. You got me?”