“This looks good,” Aidan says, gently pulling on the lapels of his suit jacket.
I make eye contact with him in the mirror. “You look good. I look incredible.”
My older brother rolls his eyes at my teasing, but he’s smiling too.
“You sure you want me to wear this? Your fiancee might take one look at me and want to marry me instead,” I joke.
“Not a chance,” Micah says from behind us.
We spin around. She’s standing at the entrance of the dressing area, aiming a teasing smile at Aidan. He starts walking toward her.
“You forgot your cufflinks.” She hands him two shiny square cufflinks. When I get a better look at them, I notice they’re stacks of books. Cute.
His eyes light up as he smiles at her. “Thank you.” He drops a quick kiss to her mouth. “How do I look?”
Micah’s gaze turns starry as she stares at her future husband. She slides her hands up his chest. “Ridiculously handsome.”
“This isn’t bad luck, is it? You seeing me in my suit before the wedding?” Aidan asks.
Micah chuckles. “Not at all. It just makes me want to marry you even more now.”
Aidan drops his hands to her waist, pulling her close. “I’d marry you right now, beautiful.”
Micah’s tan skin flushes pink as she smiles. She gestures at the shorts and tank top she’s wearing. “I’m a mess.”
“You’re stunning. I’d marry you no matter what you wear.” Aidan doesn’t even blink when he says it.
She beams wide and cups his face in her hands. There’s a pull in my chest as I watch Aidan and his fiancée share this sweet moment. I’ve never seen my big brother like this before with anyone. When he’s with Micah, he smiles more. He laughsharder. He’s in a good mood more often. He looks at her with joy in his eyes.
That tugging feeling intensifies. I wonder what it would be like to feel that happy with another person.
I haven’t dated much in my life. I’ve hooked up plenty of times, which was a lot of fun, I won’t lie. But to have what they have—to be with a person who looks at you like you hang the moon, to want them more than you want anyone else in the world…that sounds incredible. I’d give anything for that.
Just then, Kendall pops in my head. Not only did I have the biggest crush on her in college, if I’m being honest with myself, I still like her. I’ve always liked her. I’ve always been in awe of her. In college, I wanted to date her, but she only seemed to ever date smart guys. And I’m definitely not smart.
That pull in my chest is replaced with a sinking feeling. I push it aside. Not sure why Kendall popped in my head just now. Maybe because we’ve been texting a lot about the sonnets she sent me to read.
Micah turns to me. “Liam, you look really sharp.”
I smile. “Thanks. Not as handsome as your fiancé though.”
“No one is as handsome as him,” Micah says while beaming at him. She reaches up and straightens out his tie.
“Do I have your approval for the wedding?” I ask.
She chuckles. “Absolutely.”
“How’d the fitting go for your dress this morning?” Aidan asks her.
She smiles. “Good. I can’t wait for you to see it.”
She and Aidan turn to me. “And, you! I still can’t believe you’re taking us to Cabo for the bachelor/bachelorette party,” Micah says.
I walk over and clap Aidan on the shoulder. “It’s the least I could do for being such an annoying little brother to this guy for the past twenty-nine years.”
“I can’t believe you and Kendall make such a great wedding planning team,” Aidan says. “I was certain she’d kill you.”
“She almost did at first after I messed up things with the engagement party.” I let out a weak laugh. “But we’re a lot better now. We’re actually getting along.”
