I got mildly tipsy.
I got not mildly concerned by how captivated Liam was withthe extreme testosterone brigade floating around (one could just say, Dariusfit Lee’s team really well, if the Rock Chicks were the most beautiful whitewomen in Denver, the Hot Bunch were the most beautiful men, though they weren’tall white).
However, they were all nice men who were openly pleased thatDarius had Liam and me, free and clear.
So even if they looked like they could topple an entiregovernment in their spare time just for shits and giggles, and that was whyLiam was captivated by them, I let it go.
I was down to let everything go because I was residing on myhappy-goodness cloud, and I liked it there.
And with what Darius just said, that happy goodness gothappier.
I pulled it together, dropped back to the pillow, andblurted, “Tod’s planning our wedding.”
I was preparing to endure a major flip out that I’d let thatslip.
Because…too soon.
Waytoo soon.
But Darius just said, “Good.Roll with that.Eddie said,once Sadie maneuvered their mothers out of the process, Jet didn’t lift afinger.And Luke told me Tod treated Ava like she was a queen, got hereverything she wanted.They only had an issue because Luke told her he wouldn’tdance at the wedding with her.”
This was a surprise.The man I saw with Ava that nightseemed besotted with her, in a badass, super-macho way, of course.
“He didn’t dance with his bride at his wedding?”
“He told her he wouldn’t, but he absolutely did.”
“This doesn’t scare you?”I asked.“Tod already planning ourwedding, I mean.”
“Why would it scare me?”
“Because we’re on day three.”
He grinned.“Baby, I just came hard.I don’t got it in me todo the mathematic gymnastics.But even so, I know three hundred and sixty-fivetimes eighteen does not equal three.”
What was he saying?
“What are you saying?”
He appeared bemused.“What do you think I’m saying?”
“It sounds like you’re saying you’re okay Tod is planningour wedding.”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
“But we’re not engaged.”
He shifted so he could look down at our (mostly, I still hadmy bra on) naked bodies in his bed, then he looked around his bedroom,lingering on my night cream, lotion and book on what had become my nightstand.
For good measure, he announced, “I got all new hangers,three new shirts, two new pairs of jeans, five new sweaters, and two new pairsof boots.”
“Winter is coming,” I mumbled.“I want you covered.”
His body started shaking as he asked, “What do you thinkwe’re doing here?”
“Figuring out if we can hack it after all the heartache anddrama.”
“No.We’re gonna hack it.Liam took your cue, sweetheart,and after watching films with the team this morning, he went to your house andpacked two big bags and brought more shit here.Tomorrow, we’re gonna go backand get more of your shit and his shit and bring it here.We’re gonna hack it.We’re gonna go the distance.And you’re both gonna take my name.Now, you cando that just by asking a judge to change it.But I want to see what dress yougot in store for me at a wedding.”
