“Sure.” I withdrew before I could drool on his neck and pulled out my chair to take a seat. “So, what’s this wedding crisis?”
He gestured to the menu. “Figure out what you want first. They’re busy, and there will probably be a wait.”
A server approached to take our drink orders.
“Dos Equis for me,” Bryson said.
At my eyebrow raise, he said, “While in Rome, right?”
“More like, while in Cancun,” I teased, before shifting my gaze to our server, Lacy. “I’ll take the usual cosmo.”
“Got it. I’ll be right back to take your dinner orders.”
She flitted to the next table to check on them before heading for the bar to put in our drink orders. I tapped my menu. “I come here a lot. I’ve got this thing memorized. Tell me what’s up.” I gave him a stern look. “There better be a real problem.”
Bryson chuckled. “It’s not a huge problem, but I wasn’t sure how to handle it. Percy is Caitlyn’s cousin.”
“Huh. I didn’t realize.” Caitlyn was so intelligent and graceful, while Percy bumbled along putting his foot in his mouth at every opportunity.
“Yeah, and he’s a little unhappy to be left out of the wedding party. He wants to contribute.”
I tilted my head, considering. “There’s not much left to be done.”
“I made the mistake of mentioning I have to plan the bachelor party, and I’m not sure of the best venue…”
“Oh no.”
“Oh, yes. Percy wants to take the lead.”
“No, no, no. If you leave it to him, he’s likely to turn the hearse into a party bus.”
Bryson laughed. “He can’t be that bad.”
Oh, he was. But Lacy returned with our drinks before I could enumerate all the ways that Percy could turn Branson’s bachelor’s party into a disaster.
“Thanks, darlin’,” Bryson said when she handed over his beer.
She shot him a bright smile that edged into flirty territory, but who could blame her? Bryson was hot as hell.
“What else can I get you?” she asked, eyes locked on my man. Well, notmyman. I had no claim to him. I didn’t want one. It was harder to remember that, though, while Lacy drooled.
“I’ll take the taco salad,” I butted in, drawing her attention from him. “Extra fajita veggies on top.”
“Sure thing.” She jotted down the order.
“I’ll take the taco sampler again,” Bryson said with a smile. “That’s delicious.”
She smiled at him. “It sure is. Okay, I’ll get those orders in. Have a great night, you two.”
Bryson turned his attention back to me. “So…”
I cleared my throat. “So, I can help you with the bachelor’s party. Tell Percy you’ve got it covered.”
“Okay. You’re sure you have time? I know you’re juggling two weddings.”
“Well, one will be done soon. You’re cutting it kind of close on the bachelor’s party plans.”
He took a swig of his beer. “Yeah, Branson was on the fence about having one at all. It’s not like we have a lot of friends here. But Percy was pretty insistent about it, and Caitlyn wants him to have the full experience.”
