Page 80 of Mr. July

“It sure is. Should I be offended my sister didn’t offer me a month?”

Wrapped in a blanket, with his ring sparkling from my finger, I took the calendar from his hands. “He made the cover?”

“Of course, he did. He probably insisted on it.”

I flipped through the months until I found which one was his. “August. He’s Mr. August.”

“Ugh oh.”

“What?”

“Nothing?” I quickly shut the calendar.

“Babe? No secrets, wifie.”

“Don’t freak out. It’s our engagement night and Christmas Eve.”

“Show me.” He held out a hand. I turned the calendar around, showing him December. It was them. Hunter and Char in …Vegas? She was wearing a short white satin dress and Hunter was dressed like Elvis. On their hands were matching wedding rings. “He’s dead.”

“I’m sure it’s just a photo shoot. It can’t be real.”

“It’s Hunter. In Vegas with my sister who just happened to bail on us for Christmas to go skiing with her friends in Aspen. All the other months are of men. What is this?”

“I don’t know. Here, I’ll text her a pic of my ring. She won’t be able to resist.”

Three minutes later my phone rang. Chase took it. “Char?” He growled.

“Congrats, baby bro!”

“Funny, I was about to say the same to you. I just saw your wedding pic from Vegas?”

“He promised never to tell you.”

“He didn’t. It’s on the calendar.”

“What?”

“He’s August and your wedding picture, December.”

She was silent for a few beats. “Carlos. He’s meddling. I need to grab him before it goes to mass print. I’ll call you back.”

Chase paced; Daisy followed trying to comfort him. “They’re both adults. Let them work it out.”

“This is exactly what I was afraid of.”

“You have me now and Daisy. Soon our own family. Do you think they’re still married?”

He shrugged, picked up his cell and dialed Hunter. “Bro? What’s up did she say yes?”

“She did. Apparently, so did my sister.”

He was silent before he spoke. “She broke my heart, bro. Asked for an annulment. I never signed but told her I did. She’s still my wife. Where is she?”

“Nope.”

“Aspen.” I answered at the same time.

“I’ll send Bunny in a limo. I’m going to get my wife. Congrats, Ryan… and Chase, I finally beat you at something—getting to the altar.” He disconnected.

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