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“What do you mean?”
“I mean, if you want to do your own hair and makeup or not wear makeup at all, it’s completely up to you. I normally have the team come because that’s usually what…” His voice trailed off.
I smiled down at him. “That’s usually what your model and movie star friends expect?” I asked, using the termfriendbecause it fit better than employee after the short time we’dspent together. Maybe that was his ability to make me feel comfortable in out of my comfort-zone situations, but it was true all the same.
“I can cancel?—”
“No, please don’t cancel. I want to look my best to impress your friends. It’s our hard launch, anyway, isn’t it?”
Crossland grinned. “I can’t wait to see you in that dress,” he said.
A flush raked my body, and I hesitated, a sudden rush of regret swarming me that he’d created the no-touching rule. I couldn’t help it, he’d been nothing but kind to me, and there was no denying how damn attractive he was. I let myself explore that sensation a little more, simmering in that need that coursed through my body while I looked at him. I wanted…
Nope. That instinct was enough to have me turning the opposite direction.
“Good night, Crossland,” I called over my shoulder.
“Good night, Aspen,” he called back, just as I was shutting the double doors to the bedroom.
I sank into the lusciously enormous bed and fell asleep wondering how the hell I would be able to deny the intense attraction for the next few months.
CHAPTER 5
Crossland
The church venue was packed with all of Brynn and Weston’s closest family and friends.
It was time for Weston to take the stage, but the groom was nowhere to be found.
I had a good idea where he was, andwhoexactly he was with. Especially when Brynn couldn’t be found, either.
I smiled as I walked through the guests, politely ignoring their questions about when the ceremony was going to start. One of Brynn’s aunts was more than pushy and had reminded me no less than three times that it was supposed to start twenty-five minutes ago. I would’ve left sooner and searched for the two, but I’d been distracted by all things Aspen.
The woman was a knockout in the gown she’d selected yesterday. I could honestly say I’d never had more fun watching a woman try on clothes before. I’d taken some dates shopping before, but never like that. And none of them had reacted with such endearing excitement about it, either. Aspen was the definition of down to earth, but she was absolutely sure of herself in a way that was completely refreshing, too.
She knew what she felt comfortable in and she knew what she looked great in. She knew what she didn’t like too, and I lovedthat about her. Especially because she had no qualms about telling me.
I’d been engrossed in a conversation with her when I realized we were running behind schedule. Well,Ididn’t realize. Asher did.
The guy was a walking planner. Who needed a digital reminder when you had Asher Silas to keep you on schedule? He’d been about to stomp off to find our friends, but I reminded him that this wasn’t his event and that it was fine if they were late for their own ceremony.
He’d given me a stern look, and Daisy, his fiancée had laughed, distracting him by fixing his already immaculate tie.
I wandered around the hallways, walking casually in the hopes of giving my friends just a few more minutes of privacy before I ruined all their fun. Couldn’t really blame the two. They’d been looking forward to this day since they’d made things official a few months ago, and hadn’t been able to stop the PDA they subjected us to on a daily basis. Of course, isn’t that what love was about? Losing your mind over the other person, so much so you could barely stay away from each other?
I’d never felt it myself, but if I did, I highly doubt I’d hide it.
I turned down another charming hallway in the church that Brynn had picked out and meandered over to her dressing suite. The door was closed, and I wasn’t about to try and open it. Not when I knew my friends better than apparently some of the guests who’d speculated about why exactly Weston and Brynn were late.
I knocked on the door.
“The entire church is waiting,” I said in a singsong voice.
“In a minute,” Weston snapped.
The irritability in his voice made me laugh.
“Seriously, you two,” I grumbled. “It’s not like you don’t see each other every fucking day.” I chuckled, shaking my head andheading back down the hallway having successfully delivered a reminder that they weren’t the only two people in this building.
