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The entire van coos while I look down at my watch. I have time. I have over five hours to figure out what the hell I’m going to do.
“And what about you, young man? Anyone that you love?” Pearl questions.
Before Hunter can reply, I speak up for him. “No, he’s single and looking, ladies.” I wink at the raring-to-go women while Hunter stomps on my foot.
“You owe me,” Hunter grumbles as we wave goodbye to the lovely residents of Shady Pines.
“Oh, come on. I think Pearl liked you.” I reach out to clean the lipstick marks from his cheek.
He pulls away, wiping violently at his face. “We will never speak of this ever again.” And he’s right because now that I’m standing in front of the Mist de L’Océan, I know that playtime is over.
The driver, Bob, was lovely. However, he couldn’t drive for shit. Thanks to his leisurely pace, it took us over an hour and a half to get here.
“So what’s the plan?” Hunter asks as we race up the long, paved driveway. The lawns on either side look out of place, considering a sandy stretch of beach lies just over the hill.
“I thought we established there is no plan,” I reply, feeling petulant as we approach the massive reception center.
Off to the right sits a lavish-looking hotel, a hotel which no doubt has a honeymoon suite, Jacuzzi, and heart-shaped bed. I grind my teeth and quicken my step.
Just as I’m about to kick open the door, Hunter latches onto my arm to stop me. “So what, you’re just gonna ride in, gung-ho, and throw her over your shoulder, kicking and screaming?”
“Yee-haw! Now please let me go.” I attempt to pull out of his clutches, but he tightens his hold.
“Be smart about this, Dix. If you go charging in there like a crazy person, odds are Madison will be glad she kicked your ass to the curb when she did. Be smart. I know you’re angry, but this barbarian act isn’t gonna stick. Not to mention, you’ll probably get your ass hauled away by security. Take a deep breath and think about rainbows and unicorns, and naked chicks riding unicorns over rainbows.”
His ridiculous pep talk has worked. I feel my heartbeat return to its normal pace, and the urge to murder Alex subsides a fraction.
“There you go. We need a plan, all right?”
I nod, and he lets me go. “You’re right. What do you suggest?” For once, he seems to be the levelheaded one.
“Let’s just play it cool. You were invited, after all. We’re not crashing this wedding, per se. We’re simply crashing the ceremony.”
“And Alex’s face,” I spit out, glaring at the glass doors.
“And there you go again with the flaring nostrils and crazy eyes.” He places his hands on my shoulders firmly. “You want Madison back? You gotta show her you’ve changed.”
He’s right, again. Taking three deep breaths, I nod. “I’m good. Now stop touching me.”
He removes his hands and laughs. “Let’s go get the girl.”
“My girl,” I correct, as I push open the doors.
Once we’re inside, I can’t deny the place is rather stylish. The foyer is decorated in festive, sparkly crap, but I know that crap was handpicked by Maddy to make her day as perfect as she is. We make our way through the double doors which lead out onto the beach. There is a huge white canopy a few yards away with white chairs lined up underneath, seating a few dozen guests.
As I look to the left, I see a red carpet extending out from a private room off the side. That’s got to be Madison’s room. I spin on my heel, but Hunter grabs my arm. “What happened to cool?”
“Cool can kiss my ass. Madison is in that room, getting ready to marry some asshole. I need to get in there.”
A few guests standing near us and sipping champagne turn to look at the commotion, but I don’t even bother to conceal the fact I’m moments away from going apeshit. I break from Hunter’s grip and march over to the room, not caring who or what stands in my way. My eyes are glued to that room, and that room alone.
When I’m almost there, I can suddenly smell her. Her light vanilla scent catches on the cool breeze, fueling my hunger even further. “Madison,” I say under my breath, quickening my pace to a run. However, what I never expected was to run into Madison…literally.
I collide with her tiny frame, which has her yelping and tumbling forward. My brain may be a jumbled mess, but my instinct to protect her is clear as day. I pounce out, my body singing at the possibility of touching her after so many months, but that happiness turns to rage when another hand gets there first.
A growl rumbles from my throat as I glare over to the left to see some wildebeest latching onto Madison’s bicep. I’m…going…to…kill…him.
He saved her from falling on her ass, but now that she’s standing, it’s time to let her go. “Motherfu—”
