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Dominic
The sound of thumping in my head continues and I roll over, throwing my hand over my face before it suddenly stops. I groan. Thank God. But then it starts up again, and though it takes me a minute, I realize it’s not actually coming from my head.
I push up on my elbows, and though the sound might not be coming from inside my head, the throbbing sure as hell is. I look at the unfamiliar room, and it takes me a second to remember that I’m in Vegas for my cousin’s bachelor party.
I push up off the bed and trudge to the door. When I swing it open, I find my youngest brother, Carm, in the hallway.
“Jesus, bro, I don’t wanna see your dick. Although I am happy to know mine’s bigger.”
I glance down to find that I am indeed naked. Ducking into the bathroom, I grab a towel and wrap it around my waist.
“Fuck off. What’s going on?” My voice is rough, and I realize now that my mouth tastes like ass.
“You’re late for bungee jumping. Everyone is waiting. Where’d you disappear to last night anyway? One minute you’re sulking at the bar and the next you text us to say you’re out.”
I stare at him for a moment, trying to figure out the answer to his question. He uses the opportunity to slide to the side to look inside the room. I run a hand through my hair and down my face, blowing out a breath and trying to get myself together.
“What the fuck is that?” Carm points at my finger.
I lower my hand, staring at a silver ring around… shit… my left ring finger.
What the actual fuck?
“Holy shit!” Carm laughs hysterically.
I cough on the bile shooting up my throat.
Carm weaves to the side of me to look behind me at the bed and the woman who might be my… God, I can’t even say the word. There’s absolutely no way I got married last night, no matter what’s on my hand.
I take my brother by the shoulders. “You can go.”
He fights me, his head swiveling to try to catch another glimpse.
I don’t know why I got married last night, but I do know who I hooked up with and Carm cannot find out unless I want a call from Mama. Everyone knows that out of my two brothers, he’s the last one to trust with a secret. He doesn’t mean any harm. He just can’t help himself.
“What about bungee jumping?” he asks.
We’re in Vegas for my cousin Luca’s bachelor party, which was supposed to be a fun weekend away—something I rarely allow myself. Instead it’s turning into a colossal fuck up.
“Make up an excuse for me. And do not tell anyone what you saw. Just say you can’t find me, or I’m puking, or—I don’t really care. You’re a good liar, do what you do best.”
His feet halt on the carpet. “Low blow. I don’t lie about stupid shit anymore, just ask Bella.”
His pitiful tone, the one he’s used his entire life when the truth hurts, says I’ve hit a sore spot. Usually I’d smooth over my comment, but today I’ve got more pressing shit to do than make sure Carm’s ego stays intact. “Go.”
“But what—”
“Bye.” I click the door in place softly, though I want to slam it.
But the last thing I want is to wake the woman sleeping in my bed. I need a minute to sort this out and try to figure out what it means, what the repercussions are. I don’t need to worry about our lack of a prenup because she’s not the kind of woman who’s after me for my money. Quite the opposite actually. Most of the time, I think she resents it.
I strip off the towel and pull on my boxers before sitting in the chair by the window.
What the hell have we done?
I weave my fingers through my hair and blow out a breath, looking at the bed.
