I keep it to myself for a while before I turn to Alex. "I'm just going to check that my brother hasn’t murdered my best friend."
Alex grins. "Sure, love. Come back soon." He leans forward and gives me a series of small kisses on the lips.
I get up and move from table to table, stopping to chat to everyone along the way, which takes me longer than intended. I get to the bar, but they're not there.
I go into the hallway, and I hear raised voices. I walkdown there, listening to what is being said. The door is partly open; they’re in the other bar room.
“You can’t do this to me,” Fern says.
“We agreed to six months. We only have five and a half to go,” I hear Brody say.
“You promised. Are you going to tell Gemma?”
“No, it’s her wedding day. I’ll leave it until they come back from their honeymoon.”
I frown and open the door. “Tell me what?”