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“I’m not a little kid anymore, Jules.” No matter how much I sometimes wish I could go back to when I was and my mom was still alive.
“No. You’re not. You’ve grown into a man I’m so incredibly proud of. A man any woman would be lucky to be loved by. So I’ve got to ask... do you love her, Easton? Did you marry Lindy because you love her or was it a drunken Vegas mistake?”
“That’s between Lindy and me, Jules.” I try to keep my tone calm, but I’m not sure I manage.
“Easton—”
“Do you think I’d marry Madeline Kingston if I didn’t love her?” I bite back, aggravated she’d even ask me that. “What the hell have I ever done to make you think so fucking little of me?”
“No,” she whispers. “I don’t. But I wouldn’t know that because you haven’t talked to me about it. I didn’t even know you got married. I had to find out when Ashlyn called me, losing her mind. The Kroydon Kronicles seems to know more than we do. So tell me, should we all be on baby watch like they’re reporting, Easton?”
“No, Juliette. Lindy’s not pregnant.” Not that I hate that idea. “And, okay, I’ll give you that one. You shouldn’t have had to find out that way. But we were still figuring things out,” I tell her.
“What’s there to figure out?” She brings the phone closer to her face as she moves around her office.
“Well, for starters, she doesn’t remember the wedding. She and Everly thought pounding champagne would be a great way to celebrate afterward, and Lindy’s not much of a drinker. So the night’s a blur for her.”
“Oh... That’s not good.”
“No, it’s not. But she wasn’t drunk when she married me. Neither of us were. We’d had a few drinks, but we weren’t that bad. Then there’s the fact we kinda went about all of thisbackward. We’re trying to reset.”
Jules sits down at her desk and switches me over to her laptop. “What do you mean reset?”
“We didn’t date. We went from what we had”—which I’m not about to discuss with Juliette—“to married. She wants me to woo her.”
“Oh, for the love of God. Seriously? She saidwoo?”
“Yeah. Why?” I ask, not liking the sound of that.
“Let’s just say she’s more like her brother than she probably even realizes. I hope you’ve got a plan because these Kingstons can be a real pain in the ass.”
“I do,” I tell her just before the door to the hotel room opens, and Boone and Jace walk in. “I gotta go, Jules.”
“Hey, Jules,” Jace calls out, sugary sweet when he hears her name.
Too bad I want to punch him in the face.
“Jace Kingston,” Jules yells. “You little shit. If you so much as—”
I end the call before she can finish her sentence and pocket my phone.
Guess Jules wants to punch him too.
Boone’s smile grows as he looks at the phone. “Dude. Is your mom the hot supermodel?”
“No, asshole. She’s my cousin,” I growl.
He smacks my back and drops down onto the bed where I was just lying. “Cool. Guess we’re at the nickname stage of our relationship already. Can I call you little Kingston?”
“I’m not a Kingston.”
“He’s not a Kingston,” Jace says at the same time as me.
“Chill, guys. I was kidding. It would be pretty gross if you were, and you still married his little sister. I mean, I’m pretty open-minded, but that crosses a line. Okay, how about I call you cradle robber?”
“Boone,” Jace warns.
“I kid.I kid.Fine. I’m just trying to lighten the mood. You two have to put this shit behind you before either of you get on the ice tonight. We can’t have our captain and our goalie ready to fight each other instead of the other team.”
