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“Really? Then why are you so scared to tell her?” Sam asked.
“I’m not scared.” I furrowed my brows.”
“Yeah, you are. Here comes a wave, douchebags,” Simon shouted.
After we finished our surf, I set my board on the patio and stepped inside the house.
“How was surfing?” Charlotte asked as she grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator.
“It was okay. Not many waves today. I love you, Charlotte.”
“I love you too, Conner.” The corners of her mouth curved upward. “What did you do?”
“What? I can’t tell you I love you?” I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into me.
“It’s the way you said it and so randomly.” She broke our embrace.
“You want to get married in the Crystal Gardens and have the reception in the Crystal Ballroom, right? It’s pretty much a Kind family tradition.”
“Yeah.” She narrowed her eye. “It’s a beautiful place. Why?”
“I already booked it.” I blurted out to get it over with.
“What do you mean you already booked it? You did it without me?” A frightening smile crossed her lips. “When did you do that?”
“A couple of weeks ago.”
“Okay. For when?” she calmly asked.
“September 2nd.”
“September is a great month. I like September. Thanks, babe.” She kissed my lips.
“You’re not mad?” I furrowed my brows.
“No. I love the Crystal Gardens and ballroom. Besides, what better place to have our wedding than where you proposed to me.” A smile crossed her lips. “I’m happy you took the initiative and did that because that place books up so fast. One less thing we have to worry about.” She kissed the tip of my nose and walked over to the pantry.
“Phew. I was ready for you to explode,” I said. “We’ll sit down tonight and write a list of everything that needs to be done. The good news is that Jackson and Georgia already have the guest list, and we’re inviting all the same people, so we can get the addresses from them. I’ll text Georgia and ask if she has the addresses on her computer so she can share it with us.” I pulled out my phone.
“Don’t bother them with that while they’re on their honeymoon. We have plenty of time to get the addresses,” she said as she took a bite of her protein bar.
“Not really, babe. Time is ticking with the wedding in three months.”
“Three months!” She started choking on her protein bar, and I grabbed the water bottle and handed it to her while I patted her back.
“Are you okay?”
“What do you mean three months, Conner?!”
“Well, September is in three months.”
“No.” She shook her head. “You booked the gardens and ballroom for September 2, 2024. We have a little over a year to plan our wedding.”
Shit. Shit. Shit.
My heart started racing, and I began to sweat.
“I didn’t mention that I booked it for this year?” I played stupid.
