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Nate and Devon were visiting their mom in her new criminally fancy facility. They left super early, visited for a bit, and were supposed to be back by now. Did he run off? Ride into the motherfucking sunset without me so that he and Nate could escape the Kanes now that they didn’t have to worry about their dad? I knew I didn’t bring a whole lot to this relationship, but I thought we had love. Right?
Xavi smacked me again. “Stop questioning everything. He loves you. You love him. You’ll be married by three. End of story.”
“Not end of story,” I snipped at him. “Beginning of story.”
Xavi grinned. “I wish I got that on video. Fuck, you’re cute, Madd.”
I decked him. He laughed it off and handed me the shirt I’d picked to wear.
Scraggly was chatting with my parents, so I pulled my dirty shirt off, slicked on some deodorant, and put on my wedding shirt. It was just a black t-shirt that said, ‘making bad decisions is my superpower,’ but it fit the theme. I didn’t know why I cared, but I even made Devon wash my best jeans. The socks were clean, too, and my shoes were scuffed but tidy. Good enough.
“Madd.” Xavi grabbed my shoulders. “You’re getting married today.”
“I know that,” I scoffed.
“You, Maddox Kane, bullshit prick from Garron Park, are getting married today.” He acted like it was some monumental feat. It was. I never saw my life going in this direction. I honestly thought I’d accidentally knock a chick up and spend the rest of my life paying child support while trying to get my kid to love me despite his mom always shit-talking me. Marrying Devon? Yeah, never on my radar.
“Fucked, eh?” I asked Xavi, smiling.
“So fucked,” he agreed. “So proud. You got your vows ready?”
I rolled my eyes. “I’ll say something that will make Devon swoon, he’ll say something that will piss me off, then we’ll be married. All good.” I smiled at that thought. I’d read every single one of the crumpled-up pieces of paper he tried to hide in the trash can. Devon was going to love my shirt.
Devonshookhisheadat me in warning, telling me to back off. “Lay off, Maddox.” He hopped out of the truck in a pair of jeans that weren’t as clean as mine, and a shirt that said, ‘I’m with stupid.’ Fuck him for outdoing me on the shirt! “The truck broke down. We had to get a boost, and then shit went south, but I’m here now. Can you not be a dick about it?” he asked, but didn’t let me answer. “Just shut up and marry me.” He shoved me in the chest, aiming to walk right by me.
I grabbed his wrist and yanked him back. “You’re a dick.” I nodded at his shirt.
“So are you.” He nodded at mine. “What’s your point?”
The point was that our shirts were wrong. He should have been wearing mine because his superpower really was making bad decisions, and I should have worn his because I really was with stupid.
Bickering with him on our wedding day felt right. “Last chance to back out.”
We were at the farm. Nate and Devon were late, but Scraggly Beard didn’t look like he had anything better to do, and Pete hadn’t moved off his front porch, so he didn’t seem rushed to get us off his property. Everything would be fine. Except I was nervous, and I hated being nervous.
I studied his blue eyes, searching for any second-guesses, last-minute doubts, reservations, and hesitations.
“Look all you want, Madd. You won’t find anything. If you make me wait another minute to marry you, I will drag you to that tree.” He palmed my cheeks with his dirty hands, pulling my mouth to his for a quick kiss. He tasted like mint, but he smelled like a mechanic from the broken-down truck. “I love you. Let’s get married.”
“You could have showered,” I grumbled.
Devon rolled his eyes. “You get me in shit for being late, but you wish I was later so I could have showered? Take me or leave me, Madd. What’ll it be?”
Take him. Always.
I pushed him towards the shitty Oak he’d picked as our wedding spot. Pete raised his glass from the front porch, which was pretty far away, but I saw it and appreciated it. Our family heckled us as we walked across the dead grass this greedy tree had killed.
My heart thundered in my chest the whole time. This was it. After everything we’d been through, we were finally getting married. Devon was committing to me for life and I was tying myself to him for eternity. I spent most of my life hating him, but fuck it, maybe that was just a part of our flawed destiny. All I knew was that I loved this dumbass, and I’d do everything within my power to make sure he always knew that.
“Can’t believe you’re marrying a Sawyer,” Xavi mocked, hugging me. “Doesn’t get any lower than that.”
“I’m aware.” I grinned.
“Fuck you, Maddox,” Devon sassed at me, but Nate pulled him into a hug.
My mom was already crying. She had a tetra-pack of wine with a straw in it, but whatever. It was a wedding. She could drink if she wanted to. “I love you, honey. I’m so happy for you.” She hiccuped.
“Thanks, Mom.” I wanted to hug her or something, but we’d never really been close like that, so I squeezed her hand and smiled at her.
