“Oh no,” I sniffed back my tears and wiped my face. “Okay, we’ll be right there.”
My sister left and I looked down at my ring one more time before taking it off and handing it to Holden.
“What? Why are you…?” he looked so confused.
“Oh, I just want you to hold it because I think it would be bad form if we announced our engagement at Maisy and Bentley’s wedding.”
“Maisy would love it,” Holden reasoned.
“She would,” I agreed. “But still, I think it’s better if we wait.”
“But we can tell people tomorrow?” he asked before taking the ring back.
I loved that he didn’t want to wait to share our good news. “Yes, we can tell people tomorrow.”
He took the ring, kissed me one more time. “You go ahead. I need to take my time.”
“You did hurt your back!” I pointed at him.
“If I did, it was worth it. Now go.”
“I don’t want to leave you.”
“I’m fine. You’re the maid of honor. Go.” It was the same tone that he’d had when he’d said no, that he wouldn’t put me down. I was definitely a fan of that tone and would be asking him to use it after I took my rinse off showers at night.
I kissed him one more time and rushed into the reception. When I walked in I saw Beau Briggs was in the middle of the dance floor kissing someone, I couldn’t tell who it was.
I looked around and found my sister and hurried over to her. “What did I miss?”
“Beau caught the garter. Sasha caught the bouquet. Then she grabbed him and that happened.” I looked back and they were still kissing.
“Who’s Sasha?”
“That’s Sasha Nelson. She’s Mrs. Nelson’s granddaughter. Apparently, she’s on some soap opera.”
“Sunset Bay,” I filled her in. “Why is Sasha kissing Beau?”
“I don’t know. People do strange things at weddings. Like I knew this one girl, she was a maid of honor and she snuck outside and got engaged.”
My head spun toward her. We’d never really had what people called twin telepathy Molly used to mess with me and say that she did and I must not love her as much as she loved me if I didn’t feel it, too. But Bentley figured out what she was doing and made her come clean.
“How did you…?”
“I told you, we have a psychic connection.”
I stared at her.
“Or I heard you guys talking and chose my moment to announce my presence.”
I laughed and my head fell back and hit something solid at the same time I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. “What’s so funny?” Holden leaned down and asked in my ear.
“Molly spied on us. She knows.”
“Yep. And I’m going to tell everyone it’s a shotgun wedding,” she said flatly.
“Shh!” I didn’t need those rumors being spread.
I looked up at Holden who was smiling from ear to ear, clearly amused by my sister’s threat. He kissed my nose. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
I rested my head back against his chest and Molly leaned over to me and whispered. “You found your lobster.”
More tears filled my eyes. “Yep. I did.”
And I was never going to let him go.
THE END
Kissing Beau
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Beau Briggs
Exes and weddings don’t mix.
I’d never been a big fan of weddings. So when my first love, who I hadn’t seen in ten years since she cheated on me with and married my best friend, slid into the seat beside me and announced that she was getting a divorce just before the bride walked down the aisle, I took it as a bad omen and almost got up and left. I should have.
I spent the entire wedding fielding questions about my ex being there and how I felt about it. I was going to leave before the first dance but then I saw a woman that made me forget everything, including where I was…so I stuck around.
Sasha Nelson
Heartbreak and alcohol don’t mix.
I’ve always loved weddings. So when I showed up unannounced at my grandma’s house after finding out my live-in boyfriend, who was also my on-screen husband in the soap opera we both starred in, was a cheating pig and she asked me to be her plus one, I figured it might cheer me up to see true love. I was wrong.
I spent the entire wedding fielding questions about the show and my soon-to-be ex, which is why I may have had one too many cocktails before the first dance. I was about to