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“Do you see your mom’s car anywhere?” I ask, turning toward Henry.
“Alec. Relax, man. I know you’re eager to talk to her but chasing after her and my mom isn’t the way to go about it. What was it that we discussed? Letting it happen naturally.”
“When did you become such an expert on women?” I arch a brow at him.
“I’m not.” He chuckles. “But I know my sister.”
“Right.” I blow out a heavy breath, groaning audibly when I catch sight of Lucy exiting the church.
Henry follows my gaze as Lucy makes her way toward us.
“Um, do I even want to know?” he murmurs.
“Apparently, I’m her ride to the reception.”
“Yeah, because that doesn’t complicate things more.” He snorts, falling silent when Lucy stops directly in front of us. Henry only knows the basics when it comes to the triangle that is me, Hope, and Lucy. Details didn’t feel appropriate considering he’s Hope’s brother but he knows enough to get why this isn’t the greatest idea.
“Hey Henry.” She reaches out and ruffles his hair. “I still can’t get over how grown up you are.”
“Well, it has been what? Three years since the last time we’ve seen each other,” he needlessly points out.
“Wow, has it really been that long?” She tosses her long blonde hair over her shoulder. “God, I guess it has. You graduate this year, don’t you?”
“Yep.” He nods. “In a month.”
“Crazy. I remember when you were like this big.” She holds her hand up to her waist. “Now look at you.”
“That’s kind of what happens.”
“I guess so.” Her gaze comes to me. “Are you about ready?”
“Yeah.” I nod. “You need a ride?” I ask Henry.
“Nah, I’m riding over with Elliot,” he says, referring to Bella’s younger brother who’s the same age as him.
“Well, I guess we will see you there.” Lucy turns, taking a few steps before glancing back to make sure I’m coming.
“Wish me luck,” I mutter under my breath.
“I have a feeling you’re going to need it.” Henry chuckles.
“You still drive the Jeep?” Lucy waits until I step up next to her to continue walking.
“Yep.”
“I always loved that car.”
“Since when? If I remember correctly, you hated my Jeep.”
“No, I hated how uncomfortable the backseat was.”
“When were you ever in the backseat?”
“Really?” She gives me a look and I suddenly realize what she’s referring to.
“Oh, right.” I dig my keys out of the front pocket of my black suit pants and click the lock button as we reach the Jeep.
Because Lucy wasn’t technically allowed to date, we had to becreative.
