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She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Whatever. I can’t deal with you today. We’ve got to get Bridge to the airport.”
Dex frowned. “Why?”
“I’m going to Mav. To find out the truth.”
Dex paused, ran his fingers over his lips. “The truth?”
I nodded. “He… it makes no sense… we–”
“Didn’t he call? Try to explain?”
I nodded. “Yeah. A bunch of times but I was too upset. I couldn’t listen to the messages. Or read his texts. Or emails, if he sent any. But now, I want to hear it from him.”
“Just read them then.”
“No way. I want to hear it from him. And if he used me, then I’ll give him the finger or knee him in the balls or something.”
Dex closed the distance between us and I had to tip my head back to meet his gaze. He’s as tall as Mav and probably formidable on the ice. I wasn’t afraid of him. He’d shown he was too much of a goofball for that. “Why?” he asked.
“Why do you think it makes no sense?” he asked, instead of deterring me from putting his brother’s balls by his tonsils.
“Well, I believe in us.”
Dex sighed, his shoulders dropping and he gave me a smile. “Good. We’ll take my plane.”
“Your plane?” Lindy asked, surprised.
Dex scratched his head, then grinned sheepishly. “Fine, it’s Mav’s. The company’s. But I borrowed it.”
“You’re taking me to Mav?” I asked him, surprised.
He shook his head. “I’m taking you to the wedding. Why do you think I’m here?”
44
MAVERICK
* * *
I couldn’t keep my mother away. The service was being held in the Presidential Suite of the James Hotel in Denver and she was seated in a leather chair in the suite’s large living room. The furniture had been pushed back to make space for the bride and… bride to stand before the Justice of the Peace. There were about thirty people present, all invited by Farrah. I’d had no involvement in any of it besides being the pretend groom.
An event planner had been hired to tackle the details: a harpist playing Pachelbel from the corner, a waiter circulating with glasses of champagne, floral arrangements dotting the suite. While to me this was all a ruse, it was Farrah’s big day. Regardless of her father, she wanted it to be memorable. I had a feeling it was going to that in more ways than one.
She was in one of the bedrooms–the suite had three–with her fiancée and two bridesmaids.
I also couldn’t keep my brothers away. At least Theo and Silas. I had no clue where Dex was. The last time I talked to him, he was still in Hunter Valley. My brothers stood at my side, silent and stoic. I had a feeling if I really was going to marry Farrah, if I got up there ready to say my vows, they might just beat me up and drag me out of here. I hoped they would.
They knew something was up but couldn’t figure it out. Especially since Scout was sitting at my feet.
“You brought your dog to your wedding?” Silas asked. He leaned down and gave Scout a pat on the head.
“Dogs are ring bearers all the time,” Theo reminded.
“He’s not the fucking ring bearer.”
When I’d left the house, he’d wanted to come along. So I brought him. He was easy to like, especially this week. He didn’t talk. He didn’t annoy the shit out of me.
More guests entered the suite, including Farrah’s parents, who were smiling and looked as pleased as any mother and father of the bride could be. They settled onto a love seat beside my mother, who was a decades old friend.
