What it means is if anyone asks, we’re just installing porch seating with creative drainage.
Xander:
This has disaster written all over it.
Lincoln:
It’ll be fine. I’ve got a blueprint drawn on a bar napkin, YouTube tutorials cued up, and an unshakable belief in our combined mediocrity.
Declan:
I can’t wait to watch this fail in real time
Xander:
You know you could just get her a nice candle like a normal husband and call it a day.
Lincoln:
Candles don’t say I’d break zoning laws for your comfort.
Atlas:
I give it an hour before someone almost loses a finger.
Xander:
A whole hour? You have more faith than I do.
Declan:
Just know I’m only doing this because I like Willa more than I like you
Atlas:
Same
Xander:
Ditto
Lincoln:
Aww, I love you guys too
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
LINCOLN
Beau:
It’s been 3 weeks. No calls. No texts. That’s a hell of a way to treat your best man. Oh wait…
Lincoln:
Does this mean you’re not still pissed at me?
Beau:
