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“Want to get out of here?” I whisper.
She leans forward eagerly, as if I’m some amazing storyteller with the answer to all life’s secrets. Her hair falls into her eyes. She brushes it back in a quick gesture.
The move draws my eye to that ring again.
It’s winking at me.
Taunting me.
You just screwed up in the worst way, Hansley.
“Venus’s wedding.” I glance at her. “That’s where we did it.”
“I…” She stares off into the distance. “I think I remember that. We were in a chapel and there were… all the matchmakers.”
“Right.”
The memory flashes in my mind like a movie reel.
Venus in a short white dress, a cheap veil on her head.
Troy staring at his bride like she’s his next meal.
An officiant in a smiley-tie and a bad combover.
Asia shudders. “You invited me to the wedding. That was after. After we’d gone drinking. We were… really far gone.”
“I was smashed,” I admit. “And so were you. You kept crying and whining about Thad.”
“Excuse me for being heartbroken,” she snaps.
“You lost it when Venus was at the altar.” My heart pinches at the memory. “I took you outside and you bawled on my shoulder.”
“Then we went back inside and I caught the bouquet. It felt like some cruel trick.”
The scene bursts into mind. All Venus’s friends around. Throwing rice.
Venus hefting the cheap plastic tulips. Shrieking. Laughing.
The bouquet bumped Asia in the head.
She hadn’t reached for it.
She hadn’t even been looking at it.
“You started crying again.” I blink as the memories crash into me. “You were devastated.”
“I was—” Her phone buzzes.
She stops. Reaches over to grab it.
The moment her eyes fall on the screen, the cell phone drops from her hands and curses fly rapid-fire from her lips.
Seven
Asia
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