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“Promise me you won’t be mad,” he says, a softness in his voice, making it the tone he used with me when I was a frightened child.
Everything inside me stiffens. “About what?”
He casts Londyn a quick look and she nods. “We didn’t really go to Belize.”
I jump up and look out the window. “Where the hell are we?”
“Come on, I’ll show you.”
I quickly gather up my things and exit the plane. Once we’re on the ground, I look at the airport, but still can’t figure out where we are. It’s not until we land in customs that I realize I’m in Italy.
Italy!
Where Roman’s family lives.
Oh, hell no!
“I’m getting back on the plane,” I blurt out.
Cason takes my hand and tugs. “You said you trusted me.”
“Cason, why are we here?” I don’t want to see Roman. We’re done. But I can’t tell him that because he never knew what we were doing behind closed doors.
“There is something I want to show you, then we can turn around and head right back to the States.”
My stomach cramps. “I don’t get it. What about the bachelorette party?”
He gives me an exasperated sigh. “Do you have to question everything?”
“Yes.”
“Fine. I’ll explain everything shortly. Right now, I need you to trust me.”
With my stomach in tight knots, we go through customs and outside there is a limo
waiting for us. We all pile in and I put my travel bag by my feet. I have no idea what my brother is up to. All I know is that I do trust him and if he wants to show me something, I’m not going to say no. If it has something to do with Roman—and how could it not—I’m going to kill him.
As we drive, a cold chill moves through me despite the warm temperatures outside, and I dig into my carry-on duffel bag to see if Carly packed me a sweater.
“What the heck?” I ask, when I pull pair after pair of sexy underwear from the bag. “You didn’t pack me any clothes.”
She looks away, avoiding my gaze, and once again I can’t help but think she’s acting strange. “I didn’t think you were going to need them,” she says.
“Why on earth wouldn’t I need clothes for a bachelorette party?” I snort. “Then again, I guess we’re not really going to Gemma’s party. I still don’t understand all the underwear, though.”
“To answer your earlier question, Peyton,” Cason says, “Londyn and Carly are here because we are going to a wedding. Just not Gemma’s.”
“Then I do need clothes.” Maybe I’d better lay off the wine, because nothing is making sense. The car comes to a stop and we all climb out. I glance around at the big open field, which goes on as far as the eye can see. “Where are we? Whose wedding?”
I take a step forward and go completely still when I spot Roman cresting a hill, walking toward me. But he’s not alone—behind him I spot his entire family.
My legs go weak and Cason puts his arm around me. “Cason...”
“You two need to talk.”
I glare at him. “You were behind this?”
“Yes,” he says, a calmness in his voice that does little to soothe me.
