"Well, of course. If you hadn’t told Jayden to do a story on me, we never would have met." Wilson smiled then pressed a kiss to Jayden's temple. "He asked to interview me, and we got to talking, and then one thing led to another. I just knew I couldn't let him out of my life, so I asked him to marry me."
"This is a joke, right?" Ricky asked. "You're trying to throw us off your son."
Jayden squeezed Wilson's hand.
"My son?" Wilson's brow puckered as he glanced at Jayden. "Do you know what he's talking about, Jayden?"
"Yeah, I do." Jayden chuckled. "But I never thought he'd be stupid enough to believe it."
"Believe what?" Marv's voice was edged with ice.
Jayden's eyes rolled. "I was trying to talk to Joey about entertainment for the reception when I saw Ricky hanging around at the end of hallway, so I made up some story about the senator having a son." Jayden turned to Wilson, grabbing the fabric of his shirt. "I'm sorry, my love, but we hadn't told anyone about the wedding yet. I had to say something."
Wilson patted one of his hands. "No, I understand, darling."
Marv frowned. "So, you don't have a son?"
"My ex-wife and I tried several times, but sadly, we never had any children."
Well, Wilson wasn't exactly lying.
"So, there's no son?" Marv looked as if he was about to cry.
"Look, Marv…" Jayden said. He didn't want to outright lie to Marv. Not because he felt guilty about it. Marv was a newspaper man. He was really good at rooting out lies. "This has been fun and all, but we've really got to get going. We still have to talk to Joey about the entertainment. The wedding is in just a few days, and we have so many things left to finalize."
"Wait," Marv said as he eyed Wilson. "You're gay?"
Had that just occurred to the man?
Wilson chuckled. "Of course I'm gay. Do you think I'd be marrying a man if I wasn't?"
"But…" Marv frowned. "You were married to a woman."
Jayden snorted. "Why does everyone say that?"
Marv took a step closer. Jayden could see the calculation in his eyes. "Is it true your ex-wife has been trying to reach you?"
"I suspect so," Wilson replied. "She signed a prenup when we got married. And she's gone through what she got in the divorce settlement. I suspect she wants more money."
"You refused to have me sign a prenup," Jayden said without thinking.
"Yes," Wilson agreed, "but I love you. I never loved my ex-wife. My marriage to her was a political one."
"Oh."
"Is it true that your ex-wife was unfaithful to you?" Marv asked. "Isn't that why you divorced?"
"Look, Marv," Wilson said, "I'm sure you can understand that I'd rather not talk about my ex-wife. My life with her is over, and I'm starting a new one with Jayden. I'd prefer to leave her in the past."
"But—"
"If you have questions about Jillian, you're going to have to ask Jillian. I have no comment." Wilson flashed one of his dimpled smiles. "Now, it was nice meeting you, but we need to be going. We still have lots of wedding plans to finalize."
"Oh, yes, of course." Marv's disappointment couldn't have been any clearer. "When can I expect my invitation?"
Jayden's eyebrows lifted. "Invitation?"
Marv gave him a pointed glare. "I am your boss, Jayden."
