Page 12 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

“Good!”

Dad grunted. “As long as I don't have to be next to my brother.”

“In that case, I'll put you next to Uncle Donovan.”

He chuckled. “Are you trying to cause a fight on the most important day of your life?”

“I think you two could set aside your differences for a couple of hours.”

“They might just cause a food fight,” Mom teased. “They did that our cousin's wedding several years ago.”

“What's the beef with Uncle Donovan?” I asked. “Refresh my memory. I still have jet lag from being in opposite time zones.”

“Donovan has always borrowed large sums of money from me,” Dad explained. “Without any real intention of paying them back.”

“Oh, I think I remember that from a few years ago,” I recalled faintly. “You two were pretty heated around Christmas about it.”

“It's always been a hot topic for the family,” Mom added.

“Well, if he would just pay me back,” Dad groaned. “Then, there wouldn't be a huge problem.”

“He did make a payment before Thanksgiving.”

“It hardly made a dent.”

“And he did his best to help with the setup.”

“Until he got drunk and destroyed most of the setup.”

I shook my head. “I guess we can expect the same with Jen's wedding.”

“And for that reason, there isn't an open bar,” Jen responded matter-of-factly. “Everybody has to pay for their drinks. It's only fair.”

“That won't stop Donovan,” Dad joked. “Or me, for that matter.”

“Dad, youbetterbehave.”

“I'll do my best.”

Mom giggled. “Your father is a wild card, sweetie. You should know that by now.”

“Just tell him not to embarrass me.”

“But that's my job!” Dad retorted. “That's what I do best!”

He stood up and started dancing, dramatically shaking his hips. I sat back and laughed as Jen pinched the bridge of her nose. The two of them were red in the face and I couldn't help how much harder I laughed as a result.

I shook my head. “This is going to be the best wedding ever.”

“You're only saying that because Dad is going to embarrass thebothof us.”

“Oh, I'm never embarrassed.”

She snorted. “I beg to differ.”

“Well, I differ to beg.”

She laughed and grabbed her water bottle from the table. “I'll need more than water to get me through the next three weeks.”

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