Sighing, I watched the guests shower them with rice before walking to the other side of my condo and taking in that view instead.
More fog-covered buildings, nothing clear.
Much better.
As I knocked back my drink, my phone buzzed in my hand.
My younger brother, Chris.
“Yeah?” I answered. “What do you need?”
“Well, hello to you, too.” He laughed. “You back in New York yet?”
“Until tomorrow.”
“Perfect,” he said. “I’ve got some huge news.”
“You finally sold your soul-sucking tech company and are going to live a real life now?”
“Never.” He laughed. “I’d rather tell you in person.”
“I can drive to New Jersey in the morning.”
“This can’t wait,” he said. “Open the door in ten seconds.”
He ended the call, and I picked up the remote to unlock my condo.
Seconds later, he walked inside, smiling harder than he had in years. He was gliding across my floor like it was pure sunshine.
“Okay, Chris.” I set down my glass and crossed my arms. “Don’t make me guess. Just spit it out.”
“I’m proposing to Michelle this weekend.”
“You can’t be this happy before she tells you yes or no…”
“We both know it’ll be a yes.” He patted my back. “But when she does say yes, I want you to be my best man.”
“No, thank you.” I shook my head. “But congratulations, and I’ll sit front row at the wedding.”
“There won’t be a seat for you.” He narrowed his eyes. “You will be in my wedding, whether you like it or not.”
“You have plenty of other close guy friends.” I wasn’t backing down from this. “Ask them.”
He looked at me like he was expecting me to laugh and say I was joking.
I’m definitely not…
“You know how I feel about weddings, Chris.”
“I’m aware, and I don’t care,” he said. “You’re my brother.”
“I just remembered I have plans on that day. Plans I can’t move.”
“We haven’t even picked a date.”
“Then hurry up and do that so I can make sure I won’t make it.”
He rolled his eyes. “Asher… You said that Michelle was the one for me after meeting her one time. You were the one who said I should never let her go.”
