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“Listen,Skipper—”
“Callie,” TJ interrupted, sounding a little angry, too. “Did you or did you not continue with Ronnie? Answer me.”
For the first time, she looked caught. Callie opened her mouth but just made a few stammering noises and said no multiple times.
Max nudged my side and I turned, ready to make our breakaway.
“I did not, TJ,” the bride said. “I would never.”
“Then show him your phone or the Ring doorbell footage of when Ronnie came over every day.” I channeled the calm facade Max had brought to my wedding. “If you’re innocent, hand it over.”
“How dare you—”
“Give me your phone, Cal,” TJ said in a booming voice, and that was our cue to leave. I stepped out of our row, with Max beside me, and we headed for the back of the church as Callie and TJ argued.
My job was done.
And it’d goneperfectly.
“Holy shit, I did it,” I whispered, looking over at Max, feeling like a damn superhero. I saved TJ, saved the world from another bout of heartbroken lovesickness. I was like the Marie Curie of lovelornitis or something.
“You did it,” he replied with a smile, but then he looked behind me and his face changed. “Soph!”
I started to turn around, but there wasn’t time before a body hit mine from behind, a palm over my face as someone yelled, “You bitch!”
I was pretty sure it was the bride.
On my back like I was her fucking pony.
Shocked, I stumbled a little before pure rage shot through me.
Oh, hell no.
I was good at conflict avoidance—it was a big part of my job, in fact—but I’d bedamnedif I’d let some Miranda Lambert wannabe take me down in front of hundreds of people like she had the upper hand.
Oh, hell no.
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Shit, shit, shit.
I promised Sophie that everything would be okay.
I stepped forward to break it up, but Sophie straightened to her full height, threw back her elbows, and knocked the bride off her back. Callie stumbled backward in her boots as Sophie turned around and held out a hand.
“Just stop,” she said calmly, sounding like this was just a normal occurrence and not at all something out of a reality TV episode. “This is between you and TJ, not me.”
“The hell it is!” the bride yelled, lunging for Sophie.
I stepped in front of her, causing Callie to stumble into me instead of Soph.
But then Sophie pushed me out of the way. Sophiepushedme out of the way, and as Callie came at her again, Sophie grabbed an arm and managed to turn the bride around and get her into a headlock.
A fucking perfect headlock.
“Settle down,” Sophie said through gritted teeth, looking like an undercover cop on a TV show. “And leave me alone.”
