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He swings his legs over the side of the bed, stands up with no shame whatsoever, and starts walking to the bathroom. “Hold that thought, I have to take a leak.” I try ignoring his perfect, muscular ass, but c’mon, I’m only human. Let’s just say he has the right to strut around like a peacock. A really big peacock.
As Drew pees, I hear my cell buzzing in my purse. A wad of cash gets stuck in the zipper when I try opening it —which only adds to the mystery—so I have to fight with it to retrieve my phone. I have several incoming texts from my brother and his girlfriend, all of which are telling me to get my ass downstairs for brunch. Shit. We were supposed to meet at ten and it’s now a quarter after.
I glance at my reflection in the mirror and cringe. I have the mother of all sex hair, my eyes are bloodshot, and my lips are swollen. What the...is that a hickey? I take a closer look at the mark right below my collarbone confirming that yes, Drew did in fact mark me like the caveman he is. That fucker.
After firing off a quick reply, I slip on my shoes and head back to my room to make myself presentable as fast as possible. I’ll have to deal with the husband situation later.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
DREW
I won’t lie and say I wasn’t disappointed to find Charlee gone when I returned from the bathroom, but when I saw my phone lighting up like a Christmas tree, I knew why she had left. As I walk into the buffet, where we’re all meeting for Sunday champagne brunch, I spot Charlee almost immediately, sitting with my sister and friends.
Fuck, she’s beautiful.
From her long brown hair down to her red-tipped toes, my eyes eat up every little detail. As far as drunken Vegas brides go, I certainly hit the jackpot. I don’t know what led us to the altar last night, but I’m not nearly as freaked out about it as I should be. That’s weird, right? I really wish I could remember fucking her. I’m positive we did it, not only because she alluded to it earlier, but as I was getting dressed, I found three open condom wrappers on the floor. I didn’t go digging in the trash for the condoms themselves but the unmistakable scent of sex was clinging to the air. I don’t really need to see my jizz to know that the rubbers were used.
“There you are, fucker,” Brody says as he spots me.
I raise my hand to acknowledge him when the light glints off the shiny gold ring on my finger. Shit. How did I not notice that earlier? I remove the wedding band as discreetly as possible and slip it into my pocket before joining them at the table. I take the only open chair which just happens to be next to my new bride.
“What took you so long?” my sister asks.
I shrug. “I slept through my alarm.”
“Huh. You and Charlee both. Weird.” The look on her face says she doesn’t think it’s weird at all and knows we’re hiding something.
Brody removes his face from Rainey’s neck. “What’s weird?”
“Nothing,” Charlee quickly replies.
Riley takes a sip of juice and faces me. “So, what’d you guys wind up doing last night?”
“Uh...”
“Not much,” Charlee interrupts. “We just gambled for a while, then I went back to my room for some greasy room service.”
Okay, I can work with this. “Yeah, uh...same. Pretty uneventful for the most part.”
Brody takes Rainey’s
hand and kisses her knuckles. “I wouldn’t say completely uneventful.”
Charlee’s eyes widen. “Why? What did you hear?”
He gestures for Rainey to answer the question. “Well, some of you already know this, but for those who don’t...I’m pregnant.”
My eyebrows lift. “Holy shit! Seriously?”
Brody’s smile is probably bigger than I’ve ever seen it. “Seriously. Totally knocked her up.”
Rainey smacks him on the back of the head. “Idiot.”
He grabs her chin and pulls her into a kiss. “You love it, baby.”
Jesus, these two and their PDA.
A round of congratulations erupts and more champagne is poured for everyone but Rainey.
