“It’s me,” Sebastian says, and I roll my eyes.I should have known Zander wasn’t on his own.“I have something to say.Something deep.”
I chuckle silently.
“Okay.”
“Marriage isn’t the death penalty we all once thought it was.”
“Yeah.”I don’t commit because I’m sort of mid acceptance here about the whole thing.I need to process.I need to have Gemma in my arms and work it out.“Okay, good talk.”
“So, tell her your feelings and that shit,” Sebastian adds.
Jesus, lucky he didn’t decide to be a therapist.
I hear a noise and my eyes narrow.“Who else is there?”
“Me,” Mason says.
“And me,” Colt answers.
Unbelievable.
Was this an intervention by the loved-up squad?
“Listen, Gemma is a widow.Her husband has lied and cheated.Her life is in chaos.I don’t know—”
“Swoop in, Superman.The time is ripe.”Colt slurps something.
“Okay, Mr.Fly Across the World To Get His Girl.”I shake my head.
“Worked, though, didn’t it,” Colt says joyfully.
I can’t argue with that because it did, although I had to sleep on the ground outside the airport so we could stop her running away.
So I know it’s not that easy.
Not like the movies make it out to be.
“Gemma isn’t Riley.She’s a mom and...”
“Riley and I are about to be parents,” Colt reminds me.“I watched the way Gemma looked at you on Friday night.She was mad, I spotted that a mile away, but do you know why?”
“Why?”I force out.
“Because she is in love with you, bozo.”
“Yeah, I think she is, too,” Mason adds.
“People do it all the time.”
I turn and stare at the enormous, gold-framed mirror over the gas fireplace.Could Gemma be in love with me?
“I need your help,” I tell the guys, a plan forming.
“Yeah, let’s do—” someone starts
“And your wives,” I add.
“Oooh no.Bad idea.Bad, bad idea,” Sebastian drawls.
