Page 100 of Heart Breaker

I glare at him. “Wes Winters,” I warn, shaking my head. If I’m honest, I’m tempted by the offer, and Wes knows it—he can read every one of my expressions by now.

“What?” he shrugs innocently, eyeing me over the edge of his beer bottle.

“I am usually up for a secret, dirty quickie, but there’s no way I am doing that in your brother’s house with every member of your family upstairs.”

His big hand palms my ass before sliding up to my waist, pulling me into his side. “Have I told you lately you’re the perfect wife?” he says against my temple.

Wes’s arm is still wrapped around my waist when Noah wanders over, a beer in his hand. His gaze drops to Wes’s hand at my hip and then to the smiles neither of us seem able to wipe off our faces.

One brow lifts. “Maybe I’m giving you both too little credit. You’re the best actors I’ve ever met.” He tips his beer bottle to us. “Because from where I’m standing, you two don’t look like you’re faking a damn thing.”

Wes’s thumb brushes over my side but he says nothing. Noah takes another sip of his beer.

“Well?” he asks, glancing between us. “The fact that neither of you is denying it tells me maybe I’m onto something.”

That’s when I notice that the patio has gone quiet.

At some point, Ford has stopped tending the barbecue. Jesse’s frozen in place, a stolen chicken wing halfway to his mouth. Madeline and Landyn are both watching us, looking very invested. Poppy remains blissfully unaware as she chases Stella across the lawn.

Every pair of eyes is on us as I look up at Wes.

He lets out a quiet breath. “The truth?” he says.

Noah nods.

“It hasn’t been fake for a long time.” Wes laces his fingers through mine. “The minute Lottie moved in with me, I was utterly infatuated. The night of our wedding, she had me by the balls.” His eyes find mine. “The more time I spend with her, the easier it’s become to picture every part of my life with her in it. Turns out the woman who marched into my office ready to tell me exactly where I could shove the headlines…” he squeezes my hand. “ended up being the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Jesse lets out a low whistle. “Wow. That’s…a lot. So, to be clear, not fake. Not anymore.”

Wes’s eyes stay on me. “Not even a little.”

“I knew it!” Jesse practically shouts, throwing both hands into the air. “I told you, you idiots!”

“You told us they were sleeping together,” Noah deadpans. “You didn’t say anything about them being actually together.”

“I’m sure they’re also sleeping together, Noah.” Jesse looks back at us, a smirk on his face. “Care to confirm that, you two?”

“Do you ever shut up?” Wes asks his brother.

Ford shakes his head, laughing under his breath. “No. You should know that by now.”

“Anyways,” Jesse continues, proving Ford’s point. “Different prediction. Same outcome. I win.”

“Not sure that’s how it works, man,” Ford tells him.

“I think I’m with Jesse on this one,” Madeline chimes in. “I mean, at the end of the day, Wes and Lottie are together.”

“Of course you’re on his side, you’re totally biased,” Noah points out.

“Can all of you just focus for one second?” Landyn interrupts, laughing. She turns to face Wes and me. “Congratulations, you two! This is the best news!”

Madeline comes over and wraps me in the biggest hug. “I am so, so happy for you,” she whispers. “You deserve a love like this.”

Emotion catches in my throat. “Thank you. This makes us not only best friends but sisters-in-law. For real! How lucky are we?”

“The luckiest.” She squeezes my hand in hers.

When she steps back, she turns to Wes. “I was wondering how long it would take you to realize you were completely gone for her.”