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He was the man who’d looked at me with need and desperation, the man who’d gasped and moaned and come unraveled for me.
I’d never be able to unsee that. I’d never go back to seeing him as only my stepbrother and friend. Beckett had been my lover, if only for a day, and it had changed everything.
“Are you even listening?” Colton asked, his tone pissed off enough that I blinked back into the moment.
“What?”
“When can I work with you instead of Beckett? He’s a hardass.”
I scowled. “Excuse me? He’s your boss.”
“No, you’re my boss.”
“Whoa,” Luke said. “I think I’ll just excuse myself before Colton ends up being served for lunch.”
The big guy left the table in a hurry, but Colton had my full attention now. “Beck runs the crews with me. You know that. I’m not sure what crawled up your ass, but I do know if Beck’s a hardass, it’s only because you’re being a pain in the ass.”
“I think you just want his ass,” Colton muttered.
“Excuse me?”
“Nothing,” he grumbled. “I’ve lost my appetite.”
He shoved the chair back and stomped off. I shook my head. “Unbelievable.”
Beside me, Beckett sighed. “I think maybe Andi said something about the whole ultimatum business. He’s been pushing me all day.”
“Sorry, man. Want to swap him out for the rest of the day?”
“And give him what he wants? Hell no.”
I chuckled and tapped knuckles with him. “Good call.”
“He’s been worse since we got back from Vegas,” Beckett added. “Pretty sure he’s weirded out by the marriage thing.”
“Don’t let him get to you. We got through the worst of it and faced Dad. Colton is nothing compared to that. This is already blowing over. I haven’t heard a joke about it all day.”
“Yeah.” Beckett smiled at me, and my heart fluttered in response. Fuck. That needed to stop. “Things really are getting back to normal. We should figure out a time to head over to Omaha to meet with a lawyer.”
A lawyer. To undo our marriage. I should want that, right? I forced a smile. “Yeah, it’s gonna be tough with this park on our plate. Not sure how we’d explain an absence to Dad.”
Beckett gnawed on his bottom lip. “I’ll look into it. Maybe we can do it online, or someone will offer evening or weekend hours or something.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
If I hoped that wasn’t the case, well, it didn’t really matter, did it? If Beck wanted this divorce, it would happen. I’d never deny him anything. But if we were just too busy to legally undo our little mistake, it wasn’t like it wouldn’t keep for a while.
“There’s no time limit on this,” I said. “It’ll happen when it happens.”
Beck gave me an incredulous look. Before he could respond, Maude stopped by the table. “Wes, you snuck in on me. You want your usual Philly cheesesteak and fries?”
I rubbed my stomach. “Sounds great.”
She plonked down a pitcher of ice water and a glass. “All right, I’ll have it out soon. Hydrate. We can’t have you boys dropping from heat stroke out there.”
“No, we can’t,” I agreed, pouring myself a glass. “Thanks, Maude.”
“It feels like summer will never end,” she grumbled as she walked off. “I remember when September didn’t feel like July.”
