Page 51 of The Broposal

Han stopped laughing and looked at me all confused. “What about the no-kissing rule?”

Shit, I’d almost forgotten about that. I did set the rule for a reason, so it was probably best to stick to it. “Right. Okay, we don’t have to do that one. It’s not like we’d have an audience anyway.We have plenty of material to work with here. I’m sure we’ll be completely convincing.”

Han nodded his understanding. “All right, let’s do it.”

When it came time to get ready, Han and I decided to rewear our outfits from the engagement party. Nice outfits didn’t come cheap, and Han and I weren’t exactly rich. We’d only been wearing them for a couple of hours anyway, and it wasn’t like anyone at our engagement party would be making an appearance at Blaine and Zane’s wedding. No one had to know we were outfit repeaters.

We ordered a rideshare so we’d be able to drink without worrying about driving. As soon as our ride showed up, I didn’t waste any time before playing up our romance to the fullest.

“Allow me,” I said to Han as I opened the car door for him.

“Thanks, babe.” Han didn’t hold back his smile as he climbed inside.

Once he was safely in the car, I shut the door, jogged over to the other side, and got in. The wedding venue was super close to our apartment, so it wasn’t long before we were outside the banquet hall. I reached to open the door, but Han leapt forward to stop me, grabbing my wrist before I could grab the handle.

“Allow me,” he said with a smooth smile. As soon as he let go of my wrist, he rushed to open his own door, then sprinted to my side of the car and opened mine. He held out his arm for me.

“I love you,” I said with a laugh as I took his arm and allowed him to help me out of the car.

We made our way to the entrance, noting the fancy welcome sign by the door.

CONGRATULATIONS ON OUR WEDDING

It’s Truly an Honor for You

don’t forget to tag your photos!

#ZBlaineSmithHyphenSmith

I jogged ahead to open the door for Han since it was my turn to chival, but the door turned out to be automatic. Instead of opening it, I gave Han a little bow and gestured for him to lead the way.

“After you,” I said, trying to sound charming.

Han smiled and held his arm out for me to take again, so we walked in arm in arm.

People mingled in the banquet hall, standing around in groups or sitting at tables, but no dancing just yet. Before we could find somewhere to sit, we were greeted by one of the grooms, Blaine himself.

“Kenny! Han!Soglad you came.” He hugged and cheek-kissed us both.

“How could we miss the wedding of the incredible Mr. and Mr. Smith?” I said.

“Mr. and Mr. SmithhyphenSmith,” Blaine corrected.

“Cute ship name.” Han smiled. “Whose surname comes first?”

At first I thought Han was trolling, but he looked earnest enough, and Blaine’s answer implied he didn’t take it as a joke, either.

“Believe it or not, it’s mine! I know Zane wears the pants inthe relationship, but using his name first would be too heteronormy. So, it had to beSmith-Smith, not Smith-Smith.”

“The correct choice, obviously,” I said, still unsure if he was joking. Maybe I’d have some context if I remembered who these guys were, but I had absolutely no idea.

“Seriously, though, we didn’t think you two would show up.” Blaine leaned in like his next words were top secret. “I know we’ve kind of been huge bitches to both of you in the past. But don’t worry. There’re no hard feelings anymore. Zane and I are totally over it, and we’re actually so happy you’re getting married, too!”

I glanced over at Han for any hint about how to respond. Who these guys were. Why they were “huge bitches” to us. Anything. But he didn’t say anything. Maybe this news caught him off guard just as much as it had me.

“Oh, we’re so glad to hear that,” I finally answered.

“No hard feelings,” Han added.

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