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“That’s the one!” Lucy said, jumping up. She pointed at the bottle as the server retrieved it for her. “That’s the drink I want served when my maid of honor gives her toast.” She hugged me tightly.
A nervous laugh escaped me. Like I said, Lucy was a convincing person.
It’s no wonder her father put her in charge of acquiring new companies to further their fortune under the Myles’ umbrella. Lucy snapped a picture of me next to the wine bottle and quickly sent it to our group Bridesmaid’s chat. The responses flew in from her high-end friends.
Let’s get lit!!Texted one.
She’s got great taste, Lu. <3Texted another.
Lucy beamed at me.
“You don’t think your friends will be jealous?” I asked. I played with the rim of my wine glass and avoided eye contact with her.
“Are you kidding me, Quinn-a-linn? I’ve been friends with you way longer than with any of those girls.” She stuck her tongue out playfully. “Plus, you’re my friend by choice. And none of them really know Dray. You’re the only one who knows us both. Oh, I can’t wait for him to see you again.”
Her phone chimed. Another text came through, and she looked down at it.
“Mother fuc—,” her eyes shot up at me.
I nearly spit out my sip of wine.
“What is it?”
She typed out a text at lightning speed and then looked up with the biggest fake smile.
“My parents are about to land.”
“Ok?” I asked. “Wasn’t that the plan?”
“Mmm-hmmm.”
“Then what’s the prob—,” just then, the whirring of helicopter blades nearby blocked out all other noise.
“We’ll be right back,” Lucy shouted to our server. She grabbed me by the arm and led me to the back of the winery, which opened up to a giant field.
The blades whirled to a complete stop, and out jumped Dominic Myles. Even from the distance I could see his salt and pepper hair had gained more grey since I last saw him.
He reached back up to help his immaculately dressed wife, Evelyn. They attempted to hold hands as they made their way over to us, but both were quickly distracted with phones and purses.
They looked back over their shoulders like they were expecting someone else.
Drayven’s giant physique jumped out behind them. He shivered slightly and then waited at the landing.
That’s when I saw him.
Dressed in a casual white shirt that bared some of his chest and dark jeans that fit him just right, Weston had on aviators that reflected the sunlight. He shrugged on a leather jacket and jumped onto the ground below him like it was something he did every day—no big deal.
Lucy grabbed my arm next to me and whispered, “They just informed me my brother would also be joining us. I’m so sorry, Quinn. I know it must be awkward to see your old boss.” She scrunched her nose and pouted.
But she had no idea how very awkward indeed.
My eyes didn’t leave Weston. He strolled with such confidence over to us until he stopped abruptly. He took off his glasses as if to get a better view and muttered something to Drayven who stopped when he did.
It was clear, he wasn’t expecting to see me either.
It instantly felt like the temperature increased by 30 degrees. But then Dominic and Evelyn reached us, giving Lucy Bear hugs and European-like kisses on the cheek.
“Mother, Father, this is my maid of honor, Quinn. You met her a long time ago.” My stomach dropped, waiting for some kind of recognition. But just like Lucy said, they didn’t remember me.
