Page 55 of Cross + Catherine: The Companion

Catherine was currently distracted by her mother, and brother. Even his mother and father were in the group saying goodbye to his wife.

Cross turned back to Dante. “Thank you.”

“For?”

“Her.”

Dante nodded. “Of course.”

“Someone is impatient,” Zeke said.

Cross laughed when he glanced over his shoulder. Catherine was already climbing the stairs leading to the private jet. She hadn’t even wanted to make a stop to get out of her wedding dress. The gown billowed around her legs in all directions from the wind. From the top of the stairs, she waved at him.

A silent, hurry the fuck up, Cross.

After all, it had been him who dragged her out of their reception because he simply couldn’t wait any longer.

Cross winked, and waved right back.

Catherine only shook her head, and then proceeded to enter the plane. She could wait five more minutes, surely.

“Yeah, well, this has been a long time coming,” Cross finally said to his friend.

Zeke nodded. “Have a good honeymoon.”

Cross grinned. “You know it.”

“I’ll hold the city down for you.”

“You better.”

Zeke held out his fist, and Cross bumped it with his own.

Ride or die.

“And I guess, thanks for being my best man,” Cross said. “From the start, huh?”

Zeke chuckled. “Sometimes I swear that’s all I know how to do.”

“It’s not a bad thing.”

“Never said it was.” Zeke gestured over Cross’s shoulder. “Someone’s back out, and looking this way.”

Sure enough, Catherine was standing back out on the stairs again.

“Call me when you get five minutes,” Zeke said.

“Not likely.”

Zeke shrugged. “Yeah, I wouldn’t call your ass, either.”

The two friends hugged fast, and then let each other go. Soon, Cross was climbing the stairs of the private jet, and heading inside. They still had another hour to go before the plane would be able to lift off, but he didn’t mind.

The pilot and flight attendant greeted him at the front of the plane.

“Your wife is changing in the bedroom at the back,” the blonde flight attendant said.

The pilot chuckled. “If you would like, we can let you both know when you need to take your seats.”