Page 25 of Vegas with my Brother’s Best Friends

The moment her eyes land on me, her steps slow. For a second, I expect her to turn on her heel and run away, but she continues toward us.

Looking as beautiful as ever.

“Hey, sit over here!” Ryan calls out to her, motioning to the chair between Derek and Tyler.

Cassidy glances over at Derek for a millisecond before her eyes dart away. “I…um…”

“Move over,” I tell Tyler before standing up. “You can sit between me and Tyler.”

Tyler shifts to the next seat before giving Cassidy an inviting look. “We won’t bite.”

I nearly punch Tyler in the arm for that comment, but I focus on getting Cassidy comfortable enough to sit down. She looks like a deer in headlights right now, and I don’t want her brother to get suspicious.

“Right. Thanks,” Cassidy says before sitting down between us, her hands breezing over her dress where it covers her thighs. She glances between Tyler and me. “Good morning.”

I would laugh if it didn't draw more attention to us. She’s way too wound up to come off as casual.

“Morning,” Tyler says before catching the attention of the waitress. “Want a mimosa? I know you girls like mimosas.”

I smirk and shake my head, but I don’t say anything. I can trust Tyler to take over.

“That sounds nice,” Cassidy replies before taking a breath and straightening up as the waitress comes by. “Peach, please.”

“Twinsies,” Sarah says, flashing her best friend a smile. “Last night was so fun! You’ve planned the perfect weekend.”

“Should I even ask what kind of trouble you’ve been getting yourselves into?” Ryan teases her, his arm stretching out across the back of Sarah’s chair.

“You’ll see the photos on Instagram eventually,” Sarah quips before pecking him on the cheek.

“I take it Cassidy is a great maid of honor,” Ryan says, giving his sister a proud look.

“I think I’ve done alright,” Cassidy replies with a shrug.

She has always downplayed her own skills and accomplishments. I don’t know why.

“She has done amazing,” Sarah corrects her. “I’ve had so much fun. I can’t wait to get to Mexico!”

We got in so much trouble in only the span of a weekend here in Las Vegas. We really need to be on our best behavior in Mexico.

“It’s going to be amazing,” Ryan says, rubbing Sarah’s upper arm.

“You can get the tan you desperately need,” Cassidy tells her brother, sparking laughter from me and the others.

“He has always looked ghostly,” Tyler teases. “I’m glad you decided against a white tux for the wedding. That would’ve washed you out terribly.”

Ryan scoffs. “It would’ve been fine. It’s hard to beat a classic black tux.”

Tyler nods. “Exactly.”

If anyone is going to know anything about clothes, it’s the one out of our group who dresses the best.

I shift my attention to Derek, my jaw immediately clenching when I notice his eyes on her.

He looks like he’s deep in thought, which I don’t like. What if he’s scheming? He leans forward a little and opens his mouth to speak, but I’m faster.

“What is everyone ordering?” I ask before he can say a word to Cassidy.

People start telling me their orders, but the words pass right over my head. I’m too focused on Cassidy.