Case huffs out a laugh. “Are you sure she’s all right with this? You’re not giving her any warning here, Drake.”
I don’t fault him for the question even though it chases the smile away from my brother’s face. If Beauregard had planned our entire wedding and surprised me with it on the day he wanted me to become his wife, I would have run for the nearest exit.
Maybe Jane is different. I hope that she has the same adventurous spirit as Drake.
“She’ll be over the moon,” he says convincingly. “We’re on the same page. A wedding, kids, homes in New York, and London. We’ve got this mapped out.”
Case pushes himself even closer to me. “London? What’s that about London?”
Drake sets back in the leather armchair he’s sitting in. “Shit. I meant to talk to you about that. I’ve got this plan, Case. It’s good for business. Great for me, but I hope you’ll see the value in it.”
“I’ve got a plan too.” Case glances at me before he levels his gaze back on his phone. “I’m selling the apartment. I want you in London with Jane full-time.”
Drake’s glasses are in his hand in an instant. When he looks back at the screen, there are tears in his eyes. “What the fuck? I know what that apartment means to you, man. You’re selling it?”
“I’m selling it so we can both move on with our lives.” Case exhales sharply. “It’s time, Drake. We’re setting up an office for Cabbott in London. I need you there. Your wife needs you there. We’ll work out the details once you’re back on this side of the ocean.”
“You’re serious?” Drake’s voice cracks.
“Dead serious,” Case responds in a tone that conveys that message. “Blair Montgomery is taking over your duties here next month. I already gave her the heads-up.”
“Thank you, man,” Drake says quietly. “I can never repay you for everything you’ve done for me. Everything you’re doing for me.”
“Let’s call it even,” Case shoots back.
Drake nods before he shifts his gaze to me. “Can you believe it, Em? I’m getting married. I’m moving to London. Life is full of surprises, isn’t it?”
I turn to catch Case staring at me.
“It sure as hell is,” he says in a low voice. “You never know what life has in store for you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Emma
Case’s wordsbring goose bumps to my skin. I break his gaze when I hear Drake clear his throat.
“Are you two okay?” he asks with a laugh. “It looks like you’re keeping a secret.”
I wish we were.
“No secrets here.” Case edges his hand closer to mine.
“How’s Beauregard?” Drake slides his glasses back on. “Is he planning on joining you in New York, Em? It would be great to see him once Jane and I are back.”
Case scoops my hand into his. He squeezes it gently.
I look to him because I don’t know if this is the right time to tell my brother that my journey to married bliss is over. This is Drake’s wedding day. I don’t want to drag my drama into it.
Case dips his chin slightly in a nod. “Tell him,” he mouths.
“Should I?” I question back quietly.
“Should you what?” Drake asks as he inches closer to the camera on his tablet. “What’s going on, Em? I know something is up. You didn’t sound like yourself on our call the other night.”
I turn my attention to my brother even though Case is circling my palm with the pad of his thumb. It’s both comforting and arousing. His touch is light, but there’s a promise of something more beneath it.
“I ended things with Beauregard.”
