Page 99 of Falling for the Billionaire Best Man

“You two are officially a thing?”

I hesitated, not surprised Cullen already told her. “Yes. Maybe. I don’t know. We’re figuring it out.”

“I never thought I’d see the day.” She grinned. “But she’s my sister, and if you mess with her, I won’t hesitate to take you out.”

“Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind. Where’s the rest of the gang?”

“Liam and Marcus are wishing for death right about now,” Cullen said.

“I think the girls are in the same boat,” Eliza replied. “You two snuck away early. Everyone else partied till dawn.”

“I’ll get the pilot squared away,” I said. “Wheels up at noon still work for everyone?”

“I’ll drag Liam and Marcus out of bed,” Cullen said.

“And I’ll find the girls. I’m sure they’re somewhere in the hotel.”

“I’ll have a car waiting,” I said. “If they’re not going to make it, text me.”

I returned to my room, packing my suitcase and making the necessary calls.

By the time I got back to the lobby, Cullen had managed to rouse Liam and Marcus, who looked every bit like they’d been hit by a truck. Eliza had rounded up the rest of the group. They all looked equally worse for wear. We piled into the SUVs waiting outside and made our way to the private airfield.

The flight back was quiet, everyone nursing their hangovers with varying degrees of success. I sat by the window, staring out at the clouds, my thoughts drifting back to Dorie. I pulled out my phone and shot her a text: Hope the oven’s not giving you too much trouble. Let me know if you need anything.

Her response came a few seconds later: Thanks. I’ll keep you posted.

I slipped my phone back into my pocket and leaned back in my seat with a smile on my face.