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Weston

Here I was, determined to stay away from Nora, and she had come over to tell me she…missed me. All I could think the whole time Annie and Jordan said their I dos was that Nora had missed me. That the house had been empty without me.

I’d barely been able to pull myself away. I wanted to dig into that comment. Was she saying what I thought she was saying? Because despite how I’d told myself I’d stay far away, I kept thinking about her,too.

Whitt stood at my side in the reception as we waited for the bride and groom to show up. Harley was on her phone, ignoring us both.

“Hey, did you miss Dad’s call?” Whitt asked.

I shot him a look. “I saw that he called.”

“He keeps asking about you.”

“And why are you even answering his calls?”

Whitt shrugged. “Because he’s still our dad.”

I wrinkled my nose. “Debatable.”

“His semen created half our DNA,” Harley interjected. “But yeah, fuck him.”

This was one of the few things that Harley and I agreed on. Whitt still talked to Dad. As if there were some reason to still talk to the man who had hidden us as a secret family while he was married to someone else. He was the one who had fucked up. I didn’t owe him a damn thing.

Whitt sighed, as if he knew that he’d lost this battle again. “Fine. He just wants to congratulate you.”

“He never wanted me to pursue music full time. Why would he congratulate me?”

“He was wrong.”

Damn right he was.

“I’ll believe it when he says that to my face.”

“And how can he do that if you never talk to him?”

I rolled my eyes. I didn’t care if Owen Wright ever congratulated me. I wasn’t sure I’d believe it even then.

Whitt hit me. “Bro.”

I glared at him to tell him I was done with this conversation. But his eyes were elsewhere.

“What?”

He pointed across the barn. I followed his finger past dozens of guests in their finest, sipping on drinks and eating finger food while they waited for the bride and groom to make their appearance, to the golden girl who had just stepped inside.

My heart stuttered. “Fuck,” I whispered.

Whitt patted me twice on the back. “Good luck with that.”

“What?” Harley asked. She looked between us all. “What are you talking about?”

Nora Abbey glided into the barn. She’d changed out of the floral dress she’d worn to work the ceremony and into a floor-length gold dress that made her look like a goddess. The dress plummeted between her breasts and left her arms bare, but the material swished delicately around her legs as she maneuvered the room, saying hello to everyone who knew her. She might be shy around guys, but she was in her element here.

“Oh,” Harley whispered. “Is that Nora?”

“Yeah,” I said, entranced.

“Well, she’s a bit out of your league, isn’t she?”

Whitt nudged Harley. “Seriously?”

“Look at her,” Harley said with a laugh. “She’s gorgeous.”

“She is,” I admitted out loud.

I was glad that Campbell and Hollin were on the other side of the room. That they hadn’t seen that I was eye-fucking their sister from a distance.

A few minutes later, after she made her rounds, she walked toward me with Eve on her arm. Eve wore an emerald dress that matched her eyes, and her black hair was down in waves. But I barely noticed her. I couldn’t say the same for my brother, who gripped the table tighter as she approached.

“Hey, handsome,” Eve said, looking at Whitt.

“Eve,” he said with a charming smile.

“You look…” I said, gesturing to Nora.

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