Page 56 of Falling for the Billionaire Best Man

I tried to think of an excuse to spend more time with her. Unfortunately, my phone rang before I had the chance. It was Cullen.

“I’ll see you later,” Dorie said. “Thank you for lunch.”

“Wait,” I said. “We can go for a walk.”

“I have to get to the bakery,” she said. “I’ll see you later.”

I watched her go, my chest tightening in a way I didn’t want to think about. I hoped “later” was actually soon—like maybe tonight.

I answered the phone. “What’s up?”

“Hey, man. Just checking in. How’s everything going? Marcus and Liam said they got in last night.”

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “It’s fine. Dorie and I just had lunch.”

Cullen chuckled. “Lunch, huh? You two are spending a lot of time together.”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t start, Cullen. It’s not like that. I helped out with some egg-hunt thing this morning. She owed me lunch.”

“Uh huh,” he said. “Whatever you say, man. Just be careful, okay? Dorie’s not like the women you usually date.”

I frowned. “I know that.”

“Good,” Cullen said.

“Did you need something else?”

“I was just making sure everything was good with the guys,” he said. “Maybe you can show them around. I’ll be with Eliza today working on a seating chart.”

“Sounds exciting,” I said.

Cullen laughed. “Oh yes, spending hours deciding who gets to sit next to Uncle Bob without causing a family feud is my idea of a good time.”

I chuckled. “Good luck with that. I’m headed back to the house now. I’ll see if Marcus and Liam want to do something. Not that there is a lot to do around here.”

After hanging up, I glanced down the street in the direction Dorie had gone. She was already out of sight. I could go to the bakery under the guise of getting some treats for the house. I could, but I had a feeling she would see right through that. She would not be impressed. And I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.

By the time I reached the house, Marcus and Liam were sitting on the porch steps, looking like they’d already run out of ways to entertain themselves.

“Finally,” Marcus said, standing up and stretching. “We were about to start counting the cracks in the sidewalk.”

“Not a bad idea,” I said with a grin. “Might keep you busy for at least ten minutes.”

Liam smirked, pushing himself off the step. “So, what’s there to do in this town? Anything besides staring at people’s lawns?”

I thought for a moment. “Not that I’ve found. The beach. Go for a swim.”

The guys did not look impressed. I got it. I felt the same way.

Only one thing made the town special, and she was back at her bakery instead of beside me like I wanted.