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KENNEDY
The next morning, I met with Daisy to make sure we were all set with the venue. Tuesday, I tried on three different outfits for the rehearsal dinner and hated them all. Wednesday, I met with the caterer and florist to make sure everything was ready for a Sunday wedding. Thursday, Holmes assured me she—with the help of Hendrix—had the bachelorette party straight. The plan was that we would go to a club called The Underground in Wilmington. How she managed to hire strippers at the last minute was anyone’s guess. The only stipulation was that they had to get in like everyone else. They had to wear normal clothes and behave like normal people. Nothing to tip anyone off. Holmes even went by there on Wednesday night and flirted with one of the door bouncers for insurance. It was foolproof.
I’d been in Coree Harbor for five days and hadn’t seen Hendrix once. She’d planned an entire party with him.
Why did that make me jealous?
Because it should have been me.
Only, I blew it.
By Friday, I was more than ready to drink margaritas by the pitcher.
The VIP area of The Underground was closed off but had a balcony that overlooked the dance floor. The DJ stood on a platform that looked as though it were suspended in mid-air. He kept each hand on a turntable while he bobbed his head toward the crowd below him—below us. The music was low, bordering on EDM while dipping its toes in hip hop.
I got there with Kacey first. A few nurses from the hospital showed up. Then Holmes walked in with a girl from our high school. She was tall and thin with long blonde hair and flawless skin.
I was short with dark hair and laugh lines when I smiled.
I hated her already.
“You remember Lexi,” Holmes said when they walked over to us.
She was head cheerleader, homecoming queenandprom queen. Who didn’t remember Lexi?
I smiled tightly. “Hey.”
“Lexi is a doctor. We figured since we all pretty much work together, why not hang out,” Kacey added, and it was obvious she was trying to play it down.
We were a threesome. And then I left. It was only natural I’d get replaced.
“Well, then, grab a drink, Lexi.” I lifted my pitcher. “To Kacey. To weddings. And to happily ever after.”
Two pitchers later, our foursome stood at the balcony. We sipped our drinks and waged bets on which poor soul on the dance floor downstairs would make it to the final round of Bathroom Booty Call and who would get sent home with blue balls.
That was when I spotted him. Tall, lean, dirty blond hair styled to perfection. He looked up to the balcony and raised his beer. I stood up straight and raised my glass back. He studied me for a brief moment, then mouthed the worddamnjust before he nodded toward the bar.
Holmes nudged me with her elbow. “I think he wants to give you the D.”
I shook my head. “Not here for the D. I think I’m taking a much needed D-cation.”
Kacey downed the rest of her margarita in one long drink. “If I wasn’t the one getting married next week, I’d ride that pony myself.” She eyed her empty glass like it offended her, then waved her hand, shooing me away. “Go. Enjoy the anonymous dick while you still can.”
Someone needed to take her straw away.
I was about to reply when the door opened, and the guys walked in.
Only, it was the wrong guys.
The four of us immediately turned and stared, wide-eyed, at the guys in front of us.You have got to be kidding me.
Ashton wore dress pants and a tie with no shirt. Dallas wore tight football pants and a cropped jersey that showed off his abs. And Hendrix… Hendrix was dressed from head-to-toe in solid white, from his joggers to his perfectly pressed white T-shirt—except for a black Yankees baseball cap…turned backward of course.
Holy. Shit.
He looked at me and winked.
He fucking winked.
