Page 649 of Manhattan Bossholes

“You took forever,” Aiden joked. “I was about to send a search party in there for you. Marie is freaking out about the timing.”

Their wedding planner was the physical manifestation of a Type A personality, armed with a clipboard and headset.

“Have you seen my dress?” Megan asked. “Lots of petticoat action going on in this region.” She gestured around her midsection and winked at her new husband.

“Let’s get moving, I’m starving,” he said.

“That makes two of us,” I added.

Cameron held out the champagne glass to me. “You have about three seconds to down this before the introductions start. Think you can?”

“Your girl can still party! Let’s go!”

We clinked glasses and threw back our drinks like a shot, then got in line with the rest of the bridal party.

Megan’s advice kept echoing in my head as the night wore on. It was such a simple suggestion, but she was right. Without expressing what I wanted from our relationship, Cameron probably wasn’t sure about how I hoped our future would unfold. I’d been wearing the promise ring on my left hand since he’d given it to me. Tonight was the night I’d hint that it was time for a new ring there.

No, not hint. I was going to tell him.

I loved wedding receptions, and Aiden and Megan’s was one for the books. Every detail was elegant and perfectly over-the-top, from the celebrity performers to the surprise choreographed dance Megan did for Aiden, but the event still felt like a celebration of their love at the core. I could tell that getting married in a field by themselves would’ve left them equally thrilled.

Once the meal was over, I spent the better part of the reception on the dancefloor with the other bridesmaids. Cameron was practically glued to his chair no matter how much I pleaded with him. I pulled out all my tricks to try to get him to dance with me, swinging my hips and shimmying just for him. I could tell he appreciated it, but nothing I did was enough to get him out on the floor. The only reason we’d danced once was because he’d had no choice during Megan and Aiden’s first dance when all of the wedding party was required to join them.

That is, until “The Very Thought of You” by Billie Holiday came on.

I was gossiping with Gia, barely paying attention to the music, when I felt a hand on my back.

“May I interrupt?” Cameron asked.

I beamed a huge smile at him. “I’ve only been waiting all night!”

We found a spot at the edge of the dance floor, and Cameron wrapped me in his arms.

“Why do you hate dancing so much?” I asked him as we started moving to the music. “You’re surprisingly good at it.”

“I’m good at everything; you should know that by now.”

I stared up at him ready to give him shit for his arrogance—until I saw his expression. He still reverted back to his bosshole personality every now and then to rile me up and make me laugh.

“Right, Romeo,” I summoned up the old nickname, which was now just a reminder of us in a different life. “Cameron O’Connor can do no wrong.”

He pulled me a little closer.

“Exactly, Fagin,” he sniffed and raised his chin, maintaining the persona. “Pay attention, I’ve got plenty to teach you. Hit the subscribe button to stay up to date on all my tips and tricks for dominating the dance floor.”

I laughed at him. He still hated social media, but he knew how to fake it.

We both turned as a round of applause rippled across the dance floor. Megan and Aiden took a spot in the center with eyes only for one another.

“It was a perfect day,” I said as they swayed together.

“Agreed,” he nodded as he watched his brother. “I was wrong about them, I admit it.”

I drew back and gaped up at him. “I’m sorry, what? Did you actually just say that?”

He circled his arms tighter, drawing me close again. “Lis, you should know by now that I’ll always admit to my mistakes. Hell, I did it in front of a few billion people on a livestream.” His jaw tightened. “Sometimes it just takes me a while.”

“It’s true, you do admit when you’re wrong,” I said, nestling against his chest with a sigh. “And it’s one of the many things I love about you.”