Page 67 of Vegas with my Brother’s Best Friends

I was going to see if she wanted to take a walk on the beach later tonight, but it sounds like she’ll be busy. Another time. Maybe.

The wedding is getting closer and closer, and we only have a limited amount of time left here. I don’t know if I should try my hardest to hold out and behave or say fuck it and make the most of the days we have left together.

“I have no idea,” I admit. “I could do some stuff for work while I have some quiet time. There are always things to do on that front.”

Cassidy clicks her tongue. “Don’t work. You’re on vacation.”

“You’re working. Maid of honor is like a second job.”

“It’s temporary,” Cassidy reminds me. “Besides, all your business stuff will still be waiting for you when you get back. You should just be having fun here. That’s what I planned for everyone.”

This has been one of the best weeks of my life, so she’s definitely killing it as maid of honor.

“How much time do you have before the party tonight?” I ask her as I check the time on my watch. It’s nearing four o’clock.

“Two hours,” Cassidy replies before raising an eyebrow at me. “Why?”

I shrug in a sly manner as I shift an inch closer to her. “I could help you get ready.”

She tilts her head at me. “And how would you do that?”

“By taking these clothes off you,” I tell her as I nod to the tank top and shorts hugging her figure.

Has she gotten slightly curvier? She looks amazing.

Her teeth graze her bottom lip, making heat flicker within me. “Wow, you’re so generous.”

“I do enjoy being a giving lover.”

She laughs. “Lover? Really?”

I can’t exactly call myself her boyfriend or anything. That would really be going way too far.

“You know what I mean.”

Her eyes sweep over me, her lips forming a sly smile. “I know exactly what you mean.”

I could kiss her right here and now.

I start to lift the heel of my foot off the ground to close the distance between us, but the sound of footsteps gets closer and closer to me. I turn my head to see Ryan heading our way with a curious look on his face.

My blood freezes over. Shit. We’re caught.

We’re not even doing anything, and we’re caught.

“Hey,” Ryan greets us, looking between the two of us as he stops right next to me. “Everything okay?”

My voice locks up in my throat, my unexpected nerves trying to screw me over again.

“Everything is fine,” Cassidy speaks up for me, plastering a casual look on her face. “We were just chatting.”

“About?” Ryan asks, his brow furrowing in confusion.

That’s why we can’t be seen alone together. Not only does Ryan get overly suspicious, but he’s also nosy as hell.

That’s a dangerous combination for a group of liars and backstabbers to face.

“Just about…”