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And that meant I knew exactly who I’d be going home with.
And that was a pretty great fucking deal.
Chapter 11
Heath
Ipulled at my tie, annoyed. “Why did I say I would wear this suit again?” I asked as Ace grinned at me.
“Because you’re my best friend, my best man, and you don’t have a choice.”
“Fine, but I’m doing it for Grace. Not you.”
“I’m fine with that. Now, how do I look?”
Ace held out his arms and I took a good look at him in his perfectly tailored gray suit. Ace had trimmed his beard a little, but it was still long enough to reach his chest if he bent his head just right. He had conditioned it within an inch of its life, and it looked shiny and perfect. He had also actually brushed his hair, so it didn’t look like he’d been running his hands through it all day. Though I knew that would change once he got nervous and was saying his vows. But that’s how his fiancée liked it.
“My baby boy’s growing up. One day you’re learning how to pour a Guinness, the next day you’re marrying an accountant.”
Ace flipped me off. “I can’t help it, I love her. And look at you, bringing your girlfriend to this rather than hooking up with some bridesmaid. Please don’t hook up with the bridesmaid. It’s Grace’s sister, and she’s married, and then I’d have to kick your ass, not just for destroying a marriage, but for hurting Devney. It’d be a whole thing.”
I frowned. “You really think I’d do that? Not just to her sister, but to Devney? Is that what kind of guy you think I am?”
“Fuck, no. Sorry. I’m just rambling because I’m nervous. I’m about to say the vows that I’ve wanted to say for years to the woman that I love. We were bachelors forever, Heath. I’ve seen shit, lived through shit. Just like you have. I never wanted to be tied down. That wasn’t what I thought my purpose would be.
“But now she’s here, and I don’t want to be with anyone else. I can’t see myself being with anyone else. I want to proclaim to all of our friends and family and the rest of the fucking world that she’s mine. And I’m hers. That’s the thing. It’s not ownership, it’s a branding of each other. I want the world to know that we’re each other’s, and we don’t fucking care what anyone else thinks.”
For some reason I choked up. “Practicing your vows on me?”
“I’d tell you to fuck off, but then you might just leave and not give me away.”
I laughed. “I don’t think that’s what a best man does.”
“Maybe they should. Maybe we should have had August be our flower girl. Skipping down the aisle throwing rose petals.”
“Don’t say that to him, or he’ll find a fanny pack of rose petals.”
“Oh my God, please let me find a fanny pack for him. I’m sure Grace would love it.”
“The next wedding, we’ll make that happen.”
“Your wedding?” Ace asked, and while I knew he was teasing, my throat closed up again.
“We’re just seeing each other. Just taking it slow. Hell, she’s never had a serious relationship before.”
“You’re allowed to want more. You’re allowed to see yourself as more. You’re not your parents, you know.”
“Really? You’re going to bring upmyparents on your wedding day? It feels like bad luck.”
“I shouldn’t have, sorry. But seriously, she’s good for you.”
“I know she’s good for me. You don’t need to tell me that.”
“Okay, I won’t. Unless you do something stupid.”
“That’s not giving me much hope. You know I’m going to do something stupid. It’s what we do.”
“Your sister’s not doing anything stupid.”
