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Bad things happen to those who go back on their promises.
“That’s kind of creepy. Some kind of wedding advice for the bride and groom? Are you supposed to read that to them at some point in time?”
I doubted it was a gimmick to get the bride and groom to kiss. I’d think this was part of another game to come, except that it held such a blatant threat.
“Not as far as I know. Dude, River. Look under your plate.”
One of Adrian’s other groomsmen, agood-looking man with olive skin and dark hair, did so, lifting it. Sure enough, an envelope was tucked beneath his as well.
“What’s it say?” Hawk asked a little too loudly.
His question gathered the attention of others around us. Gabby’s aunt stilled, gripping her knife and fork in the act of cutting to give us an interested glance.
“Bad things happen to those who go back on their promises,” River read aloud, sounding confused.
“Weird. That’s what mine said, too.” Hawk frowned.
“Mine too,” another man with brown hair and thick-rimmed glasses said. Maddox nodded his agreement, a card in his hand as well.
“Did everyone get one? What about you?” Hawk turned to me and reached for my plate, pausing before asking, “May I?”
“Sure.”
I was intrigued, too. Did everyone get a cryptic envelope with a sinister message on it?
Beneath my plate was only a glimpse of the white tablecloth. Brow furrowed, Hawk pushed away from the table, taking not only his card, but Maddox’s, the glasses man’s, and River’s with him as well.
He strode to where Gabby and Adrian were seated. Smiling at the guests seated around them, Hawk bounced a few words of what I could only guess were playful banter with them before jutting his chin toward the plate in front of Adrian.
Brows bent in confusion, Adrian lifted his plate. What doyou know? An envelope was situated beneath it. He opened it and read.
Gabby leaned in for a peek, and then the two men laughed about something before Adrian passed the card to Hawk, who then tucked the stack of them into his jacket.
One hand on his lapel, eyes glinting with mirth, Hawk strode back to our table and sank into his chair.
“Well?” I prodded.
The atmosphere between us had shifted. It was now no longer a private match of verbal badminton where he served and I volleyed. Instead, it was more defensive, as though someone had made a clever play that Hawk didn’t quite know how to respond to.
I could tell by the lines near his mouth and eyes. For whatever reason, these little notes had unsettled him.
“It’s a mystery,” he said.
We made enough of a ruckus about it, others around us lifted their plates to check as well, but so far, the recipients were only the groomsmen and Adrian.
Strange.
What did Adrian think of this? I watched the groom for signs of wariness. Sitting beside him, Gabby chewed her lip. She stroked the side of her plate with trembling fingers.
I couldn’t help but wonder why. Who had sent these strange cards? And what did the writer mean about breaking promises?
FIVE
hawk
I playedoff my discomfort the best I could through the rest of dinner, but the warning on that card wouldn’t leave my mind.
Once the dinner was over and after guests mingled and talked about the excitement of the wedding the following day, the boys and I all huddled into Adrian’s Hummer for a bachelor party.
