Page 4 of Wicked Love

“Great,” Becca says. “Right, Dad?”

“Right.” I nod, smiling at her when she looks back at me.

“Excellent.” Henley grins and tilts his head to the side. “The girls just went into the family room, Becca. They’re waiting on you to try on the dresses.”

“I try on my dress now,” she says, rushing off to the family room. She’s moving so fast, she nearly collides with Weston. “Oh! Sorry, Weston! I want to be a princess.”

He laughs and holds his hands out toward the family room. “Right this way, Princess Becca.”

He walks with her the rest of the way, and Penn sticks his head out of the living room as Henley and I walk back with Caleb.

“There you are. Dude, preparing you now. Sadie’s not giving up on this date business. Have you found a date for thewedding yet?” Penn puts his hand on my shoulder and squeezes.

“Not happening,” I say.

Weston walks in then. “What's not happening?” he asks.

“A date for your wedding,” I say.

“Oh man.” He laughs. “Sadie really thinks you need to bring a date.”

“Even if it wouldn't be fun for me?” I ask.

He grins. “She seems to think we could make it fun.”

“I don't know where she's getting her information,” I grumble. “I don't have a date and I don’t plan on finding one between now and then. Your wedding is just around the corner.”

“Man, it can't come soon enough for me,” he says, grinning. “I can't wait to marry that woman.”

“I can't wait for you to marry her either…so you can get off our backs about a date,” Penn says. “Women get weird around weddings. It’s more of a time to get acquainted with a stranger in a hidden nook in the church rather than be all formal and make things seem more serious than they are...”

“Gross,” Henley says, laughing.

“I’m kidding. I'm not that bad,” Penn says. “Unless she's really beautiful…”

I roll my eyes.

When the girls come out later, they’re hyper from getting the final measurements on their dresses. As they’re making popcorn, Sadie corners me.

“So…” she starts.

I shake my head.

She pouts. “But I want you to have someone to dance with.”

“I’ll dance with whoever wants to dance…but I don’t want to have to try to make awkward conversation during dinner. I want to actually enjoy your wedding.”

Her face breaks out into a smile. “As long as you’re dancing, I’m good.” She hugs me and then goes off to help the girls.

Weston smirks at me and I swipe my hand down my face.

“She’s really hard to say no to,” I admit.

“Don’t I know it.” He looks at Sadie with such reverent love in his eyes, it makes my heart ache.

I was in love once.

I don’t intend on making that mistake again.

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