Page 141 of Ruled Out

Jon checks his watch and points at the door. “Okay, it’s time.” He looks between us all. “You remember the order of proceedings, yeah?”

On a salute, Jensen walks over and opens the door to our hotel room. “It’s burned into my memory, Morgan.”

“Then my work here is done,” Jon replies as we all step out of the room, dressed in various-colored linen pants and white shirts.

I look down at my blue pants and wonder what Mia will look like in the midnight-blue dress she picked out with Luna. When she found out she was going to be a bridesmaid, I don’t think I’d ever seen her so emotional. It meant everything to her to be part of a day our group had been waiting for since the moment Zach had proposed on Lake Washington.

We reach the end of the hallway and turn left, ready to head out the side exit and step out directly onto the soft white sand.

That’s when I see Kate, Felicity, and Mia step out of their room at the end of the hall with small white bouquets in hand.

She’s only a couple of weeks from turning twenty-three, but as I approach her with the rest of the guys, I pray she’ll be next to me for the rest of my life.

When she steps toward me and away from the others, the long, silky blue gown she wears pools around her feet, hugging every gorgeous line and curve of her body. The neckline rests just above her breasts, and the tiny straps holding the slinky fabric make me think she isn’t wearing a bra.

My dick stirs—I can’t help it.

“Down, boy,” she whispers against my lips as I take her mouth with mine. “We need to keep this PG—at least for a while.”

Someone clears a throat from behind me, and I turn to look at Jensen, who immediately drops his gaze to June and Will. On wobbly legs, they hold on to each of his hands.

“I gave you a free pass with the sheets, but I will accept zero petting around my children.”

I narrow my eyes at him as we all get into order.

“Okay, this is where I leave you.” Jon squeezes Zach’s shoulder. “I’ll see you down the aisle with your wife.”

Since Luna’s dad is basically an estranged asshole and her mom said she couldn’t make the wedding as she’d already booked a vacation with her new husband, Luna asked Jon to give her away.

Dropping his head between his shoulders, Zach takes another deep breath and then leads us out onto the sand, and when we all reach the simple white flower arch that looks over the perfectly still ocean, you can literally hear a pin drop.

“It’s beautiful,” Felicity whispers to Kate.

Only the officiant and our group can be seen on the private island Jon suggested they book.

I lean across to Jensen, who’s standing next to me on the other side of the archway, still holding June’s and Will’s hands. “I gotta hand it to him,” I say. “Jon absolutely nailed this in the end.”

Jensen nods. “I’d say this is a bigger win than the goal-scoring record you secured or lifting our third Stanley this season.”

“J—”

I look down to where the tiny voice came from and see Will holding his free hand out to me.

“Oh, wow.” Mia is the first to speak.

“Did he …” I say to Jensen, not sure if I heard it right.

“He definitely did,” Zach agrees.

Jensen’s brows lift as he looks down at his son. “What was that, little guy?” he asks.

When Will stretches his hand up toward me again, I know he wants me to hold him.

“Can I?” I ask, my eyes shooting to my best friend.

An easy smile breaks out over his face as he picks Will up and hands him to me.

I bring him face-to-face with me, and Will stares at me, his brown eyes wide and matching his dark hair swirling in the coastal breeze.

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