“What did she say?” Charles says. “What did she say?”
Chandler gapes at Laney for a split second before a scowl takes over. “A guy gives you a good time for the first time in your life, and you believe any bullshit he spews?”
Uncle Owen and my dad both grab one of my arms and yank me back into my seat.
Those fuckers are strong for old guys.
“You never told her,” Sabrina says to Chandler. “You never told her?”
“You knew?” Emma whispers. She looks back at Chandler. “What else? What else haven’t you told me?”
“Nothing,” Chandler says. “They’re making shit up to wreck our day.”
“Dude,” Jack says quietly.
“What. Else?” Emma says. For the first time, her voice wobbles.
And it makes me want to leap out of my chair, toss her over my shoulder, and take her somewhere safe.
Decker coughs over something that sounds likewho paid for the wedding.
I freeze again.
Chandler looks over his shoulder at his groomsmen. “So that’s where we’re going? You’re going to take sides with a fuckingporn starover your owncousin?”
He looks back at Emma, and the noise registers before my brain comprehends what I’m seeing.
My sister, the world’s happiest person and largest pacifist, voted least likely to ever take part in a fight in high school and most likely to peacefully talk her way out of a hostage situation, just slapped her fiancé.
That’s not a collective gasp of horror from the crowd.
It’smore.
Bigger.
I finally succeed in jumping to my feet, my father and my uncle right beside me, ready to do what we need to do if he lifts so much as a fingernail in her direction, but the minister scrambles between us while the bridesmaids hover closer to Emma and the triplets angle closer to Chandler.
“Do.Not. Mock. My. Brother,” Emma growls while Chandler rubs his jaw and gapes at her.
“Especiallywhen he’s paying for your fucking wedding,” Sabrina adds.
Laney looks at me.
Back at Emma, who’s now also gaping at me. Then at Sabrina, then back to me.
I squirm.
The minister pushes me back a half step.
“Who’s a porn star?” Charles says behind me. And he’s not the only one. I can hear Addison giggling somewhere behind me.
Fucking gossip.
Shit.
How many people are recording this?
Laney’s not the only one looking at me.
