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“Is there any reason you shouldn’t?”
Molly shrugged. “I can’t think of one. I want to. But then when we were together before I couldn’t think of a single reason why we couldn’t spend the rest of our lives together—not until it hit me like a ton of bricks.”
They both looked up as Ben approached them. It made Molly conscious that they’d been standing inside here talking for quite a while now, ever since Laura had caught her on her way back from the ladies’ room. The others were all sitting outside, and they should probably go and join them.
“Hi, ladies.”
“Hey, Ben. Have you met Molly?”
He nodded and smiled at her. “We met a few weeks ago when everyone came up to check out the venue.”
“Of course, sorry.”
Molly smiled at him. “I want to thank you. You didn’t need to put me in that cabin—and you certainly didn’t need to give it to me for free.”
Ben shrugged. “I felt bad that you were separated from the wedding party, and the cabin wasn’t booked.”
Laura chuckled. “You and your cabins.”
Ben gave her an innocent smile and shrugged. “I’ll come out to join you all later, and Charlie will be here, too.”
“Okay. We’ll see you out there,” said Laura.
Molly followed her back outside to join the others. When she saw the crowd that was gathered together, she wished she had gone with Marcos to his house. That was an awful lot of people.
Chelsea waved at her. “What took you so long? I ordered you a cosmo.”
“It’s my fault,” said Laura. “I kept her talking.”
Molly went and sat down on the end of the bench next to Chelsea. “Did you order food yet?”
“No. We were waiting for Marcos—and you. I was starting to think he’d maybe come back and the two of you had eloped.”
Molly scowled at Chelsea. “There won’t be any eloping.”
Chelsea shrugged. “You know what I mean.”
~ ~ ~
Marcos had to drive around the square twice before he found a spot to park—and it was only Thursday evening. He’d have to leave the car at the house over the weekend. He’d hesitated over bringing it tonight. He liked the idea of having a glass of wine, but the possibility that Molly might want to leave with him had made him choose to bring the car.
As he walked across the square to the Boathouse restaurant, he checked out the deck. They were all there already. It was strange to see his two worlds combined; Jack and Pete and Nate and their wives and all their friends here, who’d become his friends over the last few weeks, were sitting with Antonio and Cameron and Chelsea and their partners. His heart raced when he spotted Molly sitting next to Chelsea. There were some beautiful women in that group, but none of them could hold a candle to his Molly. He sucked in a deep breath.HisMolly? She’d been his, and he’d thrown it all away. If he was lucky, this was his second chance—and he didn’t intend to blow it.
Instead of making his way out onto the deck to join them, he went in through the bar. It would give him a minute to gather his thoughts. He didn’t know how to handle tonight. He wanted to be with Molly. He wished he could take her and go, that the two of them could go have dinner someplace else—alone. But that wasn’t the point of this weekend. The only reason Molly was here was Cam and Piper’s wedding, and he was supposed to be joining in with all the wedding party arrangements, too.
“Marcos.”
He looked around, wondering who’d called him.
“Behind the bar!”
He smiled as that gave him the clue to recognize Kenzie’s voice.
She was waving at him, beckoning him over and he went.
“What the fuck are you doing turning up late?” she asked indignantly. “She’s already out there. And Laura pulled her aside to talk to her.”
Marcos frowned. “To talk to her about what?”
