Page 33 of Paradise Ties

At the sound of voices on the deck, he got up and pulled on a pair of shorts. He would shower later, right now he needed to make sure Dane wasn’t ready to kill someone. Being apart from Lauren was not something he’d been happy about last night.

His phone pinged with a text, and he picked it up.

I can’t wait to be your wife.

Jace smiled and sent a text back.

I can’t wait to fuck my wife.

;) Perv.

He grinned at her reply before sliding the phone away and walking out onto the deck. Jack, Will, Dane, and Daniel were all drinking coffee, and Dane looked almost as hungover as he felt. “What is this, a boy band reunion?”

“Ha fucking ha, choir boy.” Jack glared at him from behind sunglasses. They were all standing, tanned and wearing either aviators or wraparound sunglasses, and they looked like a boy band, albeit a slightly older one.

“Choir boy? What the fuck?” Daniel asked with a look of interest on his face.

Will laughed. “Didn’t you know? Our Jace here was in the county choir as a boy.”

“Fuck off, he was not,” Dane said.

Jack nodded, enjoying Jace’s discomfort. “Voice of an angel.”

“What happened?” Daniel asked with a smirk.

“His balls dropped, that’s what happened.”

Jace shook his head while they all laughed. “Yeah, laugh it up, pencil dicks.”

Will pointed at Jack. “Put that in the best man speech.”

“Yeah good one.” Jack grabbed some paper from the table and scribbled some notes.

“So, what’s on the agenda for today?” Dane asked as he bit into a piece of watermelon.

“Well the wedding is at three, so breakfast and then you boys can chill for a bit. I have to pick up the kids and deliver them to the oldies so the girls can commence operation bridal perfection, and then it’s showtime,” Daniel replied.

“I can’t believe it’s actually here after all these months,” Jace said.

“Yeah, your women have been driving me nuts with emails about wedding shit. I kid you not, I’ve spent more time answering emails about my inside leg measurement than anything else these last few months.” Jack shook his head in mock annoyance.

“I know. Luce has been a little over the top, wanting everything perfect, but let her have this.”

“I know, and I have. But seriously, if you have a kid together, don’t pick me as godfather.”

“As if we’d pick you to care for our child. Poor kid would be executing drills outside in the freezing rain by the time he or she was five.”

“Damn straight.”

Daniel stood abruptly. “Right, boys, we’re on the clock so let’s meet the others for food and then we get our primp on. We have to be out by ten o’clock, so we don’t run into the girls on their way to the spa.”

“Are you serious?” Will asked.

“As a fucking heart attack. If I upset Lucy, Megan will have my balls, and I don’t mean in a good way.”

Dane punched his best friend in the arm. “Dude, that’s my fucking sister you’re talking about.”

Daniel smirked, not sorry in the slightest. “Yeah, well, the point still stands. We need to go.”