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Her mother’s lips flattened, but she said nothing about the swearing.
Wilder’s hand on Davis’s chest barred him from entry. “What do you want me to do with him, Cass?”
“Murder him. There’s a graveyard out back.” She brought the bottle to her lips and swallowed three times before she set it back down. But then she hinged, the back of her hand pressed to her mouth. “I think...I think I’m gonna be sick.” She dry heaved, giving me long enough to put a small wastebasket in her lap. She wrapped her arms around it and vomited.
“Please,” Davis begged, broken. “You have to let me?—”
“I don’t have to let you do anything,” Wilder said through his teeth.
Cass panted into the bin for a moment before sitting up, eyes closed, hand on her stomach. “Let him in,” she finally said.
Wilder’s eyes narrowed. “You sure?”
“Mhmm.” Her hand migrated from stomach to mouth. Her eyes were still closed.
Jenny had been rubbing a slow circle on her back. “Honey, what do you want us to do? We can stay with you.”
“No. No one should be here for this. Tell Jesus to put on his earmuffs, okay?”
We filed out, Jenny first, Remy last, and the look on his face must have been something else, because Davis blanched.
And then he slipped into the bridal suite and closed the door behind him.
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Wilder and I had our ears pressed up against the door.
“Can you hear anything?” I asked.
“I think she threw something a second ago. Pretty sure I heard her yell dickhead too.”
“Get away from there,” Aunt Jenny said, swatting my arm. “You should be ashamed of yourself. You too, Wilder. Get.” She shooed us away from the door and into the small crowd that had gathered outside the bridal suite that included Annie, all the cousins, and a couple of groomsmen. The rest, it seemed, had left.
Henry was a little bit down the hall, leaning against the wall looking fucking miserable.
I slipped my hands into my pockets and made my way over to him. When I was leaning against the wall next to him, I said, “Heya, Hank.”
“Come to gloat?”
I shook my head. “I think I get it now. Annie, Jessa? Did you bring Annie here just to piss Davis off?”
He nodded.
“And the whole show you made of Jess, and you kept kissing her—I swear to God you’re lucky to be alive—Davis was always right there. You wanted to make him rethink his choices.”
“It worked too, once he saw Jessa and me together. He was livid last night. I thought...I thought he’d tell Cass and have it done once and for all. But of course he didn’t.”
“So you outed him in front of God and everybody?”
“I didn’t know what else to do.” He scrubbed his hand over his face. “Cass needed to know before she married him, don’t you think?”
“Sure, but I can’t agree that objecting to her wedding was your best move.”
He sighed, and it seemed to add years to him. “This was always the plan. He would marry Cass, I would marry Jessa. We could be together all the time. It was going to be perfect.”
