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“WHAT DO YOU wear to a wedding for two gay men?” Levi asked me from down the hall. “I mean, I know that probably sounds like a stupid question, but…”
“Just wear whatever you’d put on for any of your teammates’ weddings,” I called out in return. “Any of the suits you’d use for going to or from a game should work out fine.”
“You’re sure?”
I sighed. “You don’t need to put on a tux, but I’m not taking you with me if you come out with a tracksuit on.”
“Okay. Got it.”
I looked myself over in the mirror, checking to see if there were any holes in my hairdo after all the curling and hairspray and whatnot. It looked all right, from what I could tell. I wished Levi had a handheld mirror, or that I’d thought to bring one of Sara’s over with me when I’d moved in a little over a week ago. But I hadn’t, and he didn’t, and so far I hadn’t found the time to run to the store and buy one.
There hadn’t been a single peep from Guy in all the time I’d been living here. No more creepy notes on my car. No sign of him showing up in parking lots at any of the places I tended to go. He had gone silent enough it was tempting to forget all about him.
I couldn’t, though. The last thing I needed to do was let down my guard. He’d pounce the moment he thought I wasn’t expecting him to do anything.
I’d kept up going to Krav Maga classes and had otherwise gone about my life as though nothing were wrong.
If only that were the truth.
The most natural, normal thing about life since moving into Levi’s apartment was learning to be around each other so much. I wasn’t certain why I’d pushed against him for so long. We were good together.
Insanely good, actually.
Most nights, when he didn’t have a game, we curled up together on the couch for hours, our arms wrapped around each other, watching whatever show was on that night—Black Sails and Impractical Jokers were his two favorites, but he didn’t put up any fight at all when I asked him to watch Downton Abbey with me. Sometimes we kissed. Sometimes we went quite a bit further than kissing, but we never ended up going to bed together. Not yet, at least. It was becoming more and more difficult to go down the hall to my bedroom at the end of the night without trying to drag him along with me. Not only that, but I could tell it was taking every ounce of patience he could muster to take things as slowly as we both realized we needed to take it.
I wasn’t sure how much longer we’d be able to hold out.
For that matter, I wasn’t sure how much longer I wanted to hold out.
My one saving grace was that the team was due to leave for another road trip in a few days, so then we couldn’t jump each other’s bones. Not while he was gone. That trip would also coincide with me needing to be more on my guard again. With Levi and my brother out of the picture, it was far more likely that Guy would strike again. I had to be ready.
With my hair as good as I could manage and my makeup looking decent, I shimmied into the dress I’d picked out to wear today—a soft, coral pink, since that was the color Jesse requested I wear to go with their Valentine’s Day theme—and slipped into my shoes.
I glanced at the clock. We should’ve left five minutes ago. “You ready?” I called out again as I rushed into the living room.
Levi was standing there looking sexier than should be legal in a soft gray suit, striped pale violet shirt, and a teal tie. I stopped short, just to look my fill.
“Shit. Should I have worn pink? I know you told me they were doing pink for everything. I should’ve thought of that. I can go chan—”
“No time to change. We’re already late. You’re fine like this.”
He grabbed both of our coats and helped me into mine. “Only fine?”
“If you ask Jesse, he’ll probably say you’re fine.” I snapped my fingers and head, mimicking Jesse’s move. “And I agree with him.”
Levi pecked me on the nose, his dimple making an appearance, and then ushered me out the front door.
By the time we arrived at the courthouse, the parking lot was jam-packed. We had to find pay parking off the street and hike a short distance to make our way inside. We found seats near the middle just in time.
Anthony came out first, in a black tux with pink cummerbund and bowtie. Then Jesse came out in an insanely fabulous white tux with matching pink accents, including a top hat. The justice of the peace brought everyone to order, and the guys said their vows. It was a quick, tasteful service.
In no time, it was over, and we were all headed back to Anthony’s house for the reception. Or really, since Jesse had put it together, I supposed we should call it a party.
Sara and Cam were there—they’d left the kids with Sara’s dad for the afternoon, although I wasn’t sure how they’d convinced Scotty to keep the two little hellions. Since she’d been such a big part of the planning, Sara basically ran the show after everyone was inside. She was good at bossing people around and making sure everything was done the way Anthony and Jesse wanted it.
Levi and I found the happy couple and gave them our presents. Jesse made a big show of kissing both of us on the cheeks to thank us, which made Levi blush and stammer.
“Never been kissed by a gay man before?” I asked, teasing him once we were alone again.
