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“About that…” The grimace in his voice is impossible to miss. “I’m sorry.”
“You have to go to Seattle?” I don’t really have to guess. This isn’t my first rodeo with his last-minute business trips.
“There’s a flight that leaves at seven tonight. I have to be on it. I’ll be back Saturday morning.”
Is he kidding? “That’s the day of the wedding!”
“I know. I feel horrible. But this is my entire future…”
I close my eyes and do some mental math. If we have to push the ceremony out a few hours it’s possible, just ridiculous. “What time will you be back?”
“There’s a flight that leaves Seattle at six a.m. I’ll be back at your dad’s house with time to spare before the ceremony at noon.”
What if the plane is late?
There’s no sense in asking him. He doesn’t have an answer.
I try to tamp down my disappointment and be supportive. He’s doing his best. “Be safe. Hope everything goes well. I’ll see you just before the ceremony.”
“You will. I’ll come through.” He pauses. “Call me with any updates.”
“Will do.”
Then I hear three beeps and the connection goes silent.
I don’t even have to look up to see Hayden’s condemnation. Of course he overheard everything.
“He’s leaving you the week of your wedding, and he doesn’t even have the balls to tell you that he loves you before he goes.” Hayden shakes his head. “You need to think really hard before you sayI do. Because I’m pretty sure it won’t be long before you’re calling an attorney and starting your life over.”
“Don’t do this.” I march toward his truck, more than ready to go home and crawl into bed with a bottle of wine.
Hayden wraps his fingers around my elbow and pulls me against his body. “Don’t what, be honest?”
“Don’t get in my head.”
“Someone’s got to stop you from making this mistake.”
“The wedding is already planned. What would you have me do?”
His face softens as he filters his fingers through my hair. “Marry me instead.”
Hayden
Well, that was smooth, fidiot.
Beside me, Perrie retreats into herself on the drive back to Dan’s place. I grapple for something to say.
“I’m serious,” I finally tell her. “In case you thought I wasn’t.”
She turns to me with red-rimmed eyes. I know her expressions well. She’s trying not to cry. “No, you aren’t.”
“Why would you say that?”
She rolls her eyes. “You didn’t marry Jackie What’s-her-name after two years of banging her like a drum. You’re not going to marry the girl you’ve only kissed once.”
This I have the perfect answer for. “We can fix that right now. There’s a Hilton down the street.”
“I’m still engaged.”
