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I leaned against the wall, folding my arms over my chest while I waited.
It didn't take long before Weston and Brynn came out of the dressing room, Brynn frantically fixing her slightly mussed hair.
I smirked at the two of them, noting the flush on both their cheeks as they walked toward me. Brynn could barely even look me in the eye.
I stifled another laugh and did my best not to draw attention to what they'd clearly been doing before the ceremony.
Weston leaned down to whisper something in Brynn’s ear, and then turned to me, clapping me on the back as we rounded the corner and headed back toward the main event room.
“So,” I said. “How's it going?”
Weston cocked a brow at me, flashing me an equally warning and ecstatic look. “Best day of my life,” he said with a grin. “Absolute best day of my life.”
We pushed through the double doors that led into the main event room at the church, and were greeted with a sudden silence as the audience hushed and looked our way. I winked at Brynn’s pushy aunt, pointing dramatically and mouthing the wordsI found the groomat her. She gave me a chiding look and shook her head but otherwise looked relieved as I followed Weston down the main aisle and up to the slightly raised platform where Asher, Gareth, and Ethan were anxiously waiting.
Aspen sat relaxed in her chair near the aisle and gave me an excited little wave that made my heart do a strange flip as I waved back and then winked at her.
“Wait,” Weston said as we reached our designated spots on the platform. “Isn't that the same girl from the poker game last week?”
“The same,” Asher said, his gaze falling to Aspen. Gareth and Ethan and Weston followed his line of sight seconds later.
“Let's not all stare at once, boys,” I said, rolling my eyes.
To Aspen’s credit, she didn't flinch under the stares of my friends. Instead, she sat up a little straighter, giving them all a friendly wave and smile.
My friends focused on me, looks of utter confusion dancing over their faces.
“That's the same girl,” Weston said.
“Yes,” I said. “We've established that.”
Music sounded from the small string quartet set up in the corner of the event hall. The double doors of the room swung open, and Brynn’s bridesmaids started walking down the aisle, queueing that this wedding had officially andfinallystarted.
“You brought the same random date to my wedding?” Weston asked, his voice now lowered to where just the five of us could hear him.
I kept my face even and my hands relaxed at my sides as I nodded to each of the bridesmaids as they came and took their places across from us on the platform.
“My girlfriend,” I gently reminded him. “Aspen.”
“Your girlfriend,” he said but it sounded more like a question. “She's actually your girlfriend?”
“Yes,” I whispered. “I told you that last week. I don't know why you're struggling now.”
“It's just…” He struggled to speak.
“You don’t do girlfriends,” Gareth said in a no-nonsense tone that was just a little too loud for what was going on right now.
“This doesn't seem like the time for this conversation,” I whispered. “Maybe we should talk about my relationship habits and your opinion about them later?”
“This conversation is the only thing keeping me from racing down the aisle and hurrying this thing up. I want Brynn?—”
“Pretty sure you have her,” I whispered, nodding toward the aisle.
Weston's eyes widened as he snapped his gaze toward the open double doors and his soon-to-be-wife as she took the first step down the aisle.
Everything about his demeanor shifted.
One second, he'd been aloof and giving me shit. But now?
