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“Both.” She peers into the piece of luggage and shifts through it. “I hate this shirt.” She pulls out one I snagged off the hanger and goes to get another one. If she hates it, why keep it? I keep that question to myself, though. “I hope she realizes how much I love her. I’m getting back on a plane and going back to Vegas. Just for her.”
“This time will definitely be better than last time. Consider it a do-over.”
She frowns as I toss in our toiletries. “There wasn’t anything wrong with the last trip.”
“I didn’t even hang out with you one day and I bailed early another day.”
“Yeah, but that didn’t make it a bad trip. You couldn’t help it and I wasn’t disappointed.”
I smile. I’ve alway felt a little shitty about that, so it’s good to know she didn’t see it like I’ve been seeing it. “I love you.” I kiss her temple. “Am I forgetting anything?” I ask, looking down at the luggage we’ll be sharing.
“Clothes? Check. Pajamas? Check. Underwear and bras?” She lifts the bra and panties I chose for her with a raised eyebrow.
I take them and toss them back into the luggage. “Check.”
“Hairbrush, toothbrush, toothpaste? Check, check, check. I guess whatever shoes we wear on the plane will be fine because Melissa said we’re renting outfits for the wedding. I feel like we’re forgetting something.”
“Meds,” I say as it hits me.
“Right.” Brittany grabs the pill bottles off my nightstand and throws them in as well.
“Anything else we forget, we can buy. Let’s make sure Lily is set with plenty of food and water while we’re gone.” I zip up our luggage and carry it to sit by the front door while Brittany gets Lily set. While she does that, I find her purse and start digging through it. The first time I did this, for the same reason as now, Britt freaked out on me. I told her I wouldn’t care if she went through my wallet to get something for me, so what’s the difference? It took a surprising amount of conversation, meaning she didn’t agree with me at first, but then she was okay with it. I grab her panic pill, remembering that she doesn’t particularly like flying.
“Lily’s all set,” Brittany says as she comes into the living room.
“Here. Take these now for the flight.”
“Why now? We’ll be at the airport for an hour and a half before we take off. I don’t need to take them until we get past security.”
“Good point.”
“Wait, no, give me one now. This whole thing is making me nervous.”
I hand her one of the two pills and place the other one back in the bottle while she dry-swallows the medication. “It’ll be fine.” I grab her hand and pull her into my lap.
“It is pretty cool that our best friends are getting married, but I need more notice for a plan like this.”
“I’m guessing you’d never elope?”
“No, but that’s because I’d need my parents to be there and I could never go off and do something like that without them. Oh! I need to call them. Just so they know we’ll be gone and where we are in case something happens.” She leaves my lap to get her phone from her purse. “Chargers! We need phone chargers.”
“I’ll get them. Call your parents.”
I do that and by the time she’s done on the phone, Melissa and Ben are here. We say goodbye to Lily. Then we load up into the car and head toward the airport. Melissa directed me to the front seat, so she could sit in the back with Brittany and recount how he proposed.
By the sounds of it, they were having sex and he popped the question, which ended the sex while Melissa had a meltdown. Ben had to convince her that he was serious and meant it. Once she said yes, sex resumed until she suggested we leave for Vegas. They booked four airline tickets and two hotel rooms after seeing that there was an open reservation at a chapel in one of the hotels on the strip. After that, they came to see us. Apparently, Ben bought a ring after a month of dating her, but has been holding onto it until now. He didn’t even tell me it was that serious.
That’s such a crazy whirlwind of events.
We make it to the airport and through security without any issues. Brittany and Melissa are still huddled together, talking. I glance over at Ben.
“So, going to propose and tie the knot within forty-eight hours?”
“Yep.” He grins and his eyes slide to Melissa. “I’d only do it with her.” He shifts his focus back to me. “You’ve been married. Any advice?”
“It was a marriage that failed,” I point out.
“And assuming you learned from your mistakes, you should have some good advice.”
