Page 169 of Wild Blades

Fuck me sideways.

“Oh, shut up. You’re making me nervous. Where now, Max?” Lola asks, darting her gaze around the entryway we’ve just stepped into.

“This way.” Max leads us past the cream marble sweeping stairway with chandeliers bigger than the Bellagio hanging from the ceiling.

“Woah.” I can’t stop myself from being impressed.

“Maybe you’ll inherit this,” Lola’s voice bright and full of humor.

“Shut up.” Maybe she’s right. But this is Zane’s. I don’t want it.

“Are you sure the party is here?” There’s no music or sound of people enjoying themselves.

“It’s in the ballroom. Down here.” Max is a man of few words.

“The ballroom? Fancy.” Lola does a funny voice making me laugh, while all I want to do is throw up.

“What if she tells me to fuck off?”

“She might.” Lola smooths her hands over the fabric of her dress. “You’ve been a bit of a dick.”

“You’ve changed.”

“I’m your sister. I can call you whatever I want now.”

“Is that right?” I love Lola being in my world. It’s like she’s always been around. I wish she had been; we have so much time to make up for.

“Yes. Sister privileges.”

“We’re here. It’s through this door,” Max announces.

Oh fuck, I’m not ready.My throat feels like it’s going to close up.

“Let me give you a once over.” Lola grabs me by the shoulders and brushes me down, using the palm of her hand. “Very handsome. I need to pee.”

“Again?”

“Yes, you go in, and I’ll come find you. Try and blend in. Max, can you show me where the bathroom is, please?”

And then she’s gone.

And it’s so quiet you can hear a pin drop.

Holding my ear to the door, I don’t think I’m in the right place.

Maybe it’s well sound proofed in there.

“It’s now or never.” Grabbing the handles of the double doors, I push them both down and open them at the same time.

And my heart stops.

My feet are frozen to the spot.

Because standing at the end of what looks like an aisle in a black wedding dress is Kali.

And she’s smiling. Full on beaming, glowing, and so fucking beautiful.

Feeling emotional, I well up, coughing to clear my throat, overwhelmed by the setting and sea of people seated in gold chairs to the left and right of me. There are flowers and bridesmaids; Ellis, Joy, and Lola who is just entering the room from a side door, all wearing matching dresses with Ezra, Myles, and Jordy, who I’m assuming are my best men in the same outfit as mine but wearing white tee shirts, lined up on the other side.

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