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“A little bit,” she jokes, and then Claire walks to the middle of the room.
She cups the bottom of her belly and asks, “Okay, how are we pairing up?”
Shelli turns and looks at us. I glance over to Asher, and his lips turn up at the side before he raises his phone. Within seconds, my phone sounds.
Asher: I want to pair up with you.
Before I can say I want that too, Shelli announces, “Well, Posey and Asher are a given since they are best man and maid of honor. But I guess, Amelia and Wes—”
“Nope,” Chandler says, and everyone looks over at him.
Amelia gawks at him as she says, “Will you hush?”
“No, you’re with Boon. He’s a nice guy.”
Wes feigns hurt. “That’s not fair. I’m nice.”
Chandler shakes his head. “No, you’re single, and my wife is hot.”
“Yes. Your wife!” Amelia stresses. “Shit, you knocked me up again. Am I really in the position to be looking for someone else?”
It’s obvious Amelia didn’t mean to say that, and she slaps her hands over her mouth.
Chandler scoffs as he shakes his head. “Like I said, you can dance with Boon.”
Shelli strikes her hips. “Amelia! You’re pregnant?”
She nods tentatively. “Yes?”
Shelli throws up her hands. “Great, now you’ll be super big at my wedding.”
Posey rolls her eyes as she hugs Amelia. “I’m so happy for you, even if you being pregnant at Bridezilla’s wedding makes her stabby.”
Everyone laughs, but then we’re all congratulating Chandler and Amelia. It’s such a ruckus as always. And soon, as we always do, Asher and I gravitate to each other. Our arms are touching, and I want so much to hold his hand. Or for him to hold me as we watch the insanity that is our family.
“Why are these people so crazy?”
“These people are family,” I say simply.
Asher scoffs. “Not Wes, whom I don’t want you dancing with.”
I look up at him. “Jealous?”
“Yes,” he says. “Both his eyes are normal.”
Laughter explodes in me, and when he sends me that quirky grin, my heart soars.
“Okay, fine!” Claire says above the noise. “Ally and Wes, and Amelia and Boon. Bam. Let’s get started.”
“Boo,” Asher taunts Claire since he wants to be paired with me. Claire looks at him, confused, before I smack him.
“Shut up!” I scold, but he leans in, his eyes so wicked.
He turns his back to me, poking his ass toward me. “Smack me like that again. I like it.”
I smack his arm, giggling. “Quit, I can’t resist you.”
“Damn right, you can’t,” he says with those dark rainstorm eyes, and I look to see if anyone is paying attention to us, but everyone is looking toward Boon and Posey.
