Page 218 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
“Speaking of getting your hair done…any word from Daphne today?”
Bee shook her head.
“Yeah, me either.” I guess my fill-in bridesmaid duties were done. I sighed.
“It’s going to be fine,” Bee said. “Think about how much more fun a wedding is when you’re just a guest and not in the weddingparty. We can get drunk and dance the night away with no responsibility.”
I raised my eyebrows.
“Sorry,” she said.“Ican get drunk. But we can both dance the night away.”
“Deal.”
“Do you know if they have a hotel picked out yet? I want to grab a suite before they’re all gone. Maybe I’ll snake the presidential suite from Rob and Daphne just because I’m bitter about not being asked to be a bridesmaid.”
I laughed. “I’m not sure. I kinda figured James and I would just stay at his old apartment.” It was close to the country club and it had been ages since we’d been there. I loved visiting campus. It reminded me of being young and in love. I looked down at my stomach. It reminded me of not getting bigger and bigger each and every day.
“Well if you change your mind, grab a suite too. Maybe we can hold the suites ransom until Rob at least asks Mason and James to be in the wedding. Really…who else is he going to ask? I’m so confused.”
“Well…Matt.”
“Yeah, but didn’t you say he was gonna have three groomsmen? Matt, Mason, and James. Boom. Done. In another life I should have been a wedding planner. Just kidding. I could not handle the stress of Justin’s job.”
“Me either.” I picked up a fry. “I have a question for you. Do you think Rob will be pissed if Tanner comes to the wedding?”
“Yes.”
“Yeah, I thought so. Matt’s inviting him as his plus one. Something about bro-code and needing a wingman at a wedding.”
“Oh…Rob’s going to be so pissed.”
“Do you think I should tell him?”
“Absolutely not!” Bee said. “That’s Matt’s drama, not yours. If he’s crazy enough to bring Rob’s enemy to the wedding, that’s on him.”
“True. But as a good bridesmaid…I’d tell Daphne.”
Bee rolled her eyes. “It’s not happening.”
I sighed. “Yeah. I know.” I ate my fry and then lifted my glass of water. “To being normal guests at the wedding and having the time of our lives.”
“You know it,” Bee said and tapped her glass against mine. “Shit, is that the time?” She looked at her watch. “I gotta run! I have a meeting in ten.” She grabbed her wallet out of her purse.
“Go. I got this.”
“You sure?”
“Positive.” I waved her goodbye. Then I sat there awkwardly eating alone for a few minutes before pulling out my phone. I shot Daphne a quick text: “Need any help with any wedding planning today?”
It only took a minute for her one-word response to come back: “Nope.”
Bee was right. None of us were going to be in this wedding.
***
I had to wait for James to go to work the next day in order to get a proper look at our new sex dungeon. It was way more intense than I’d even imagined. There were drawers lined with all sorts of toys. I lifted up what I thought might be the nipple clamps that Bee had mentioned at lunch yesterday. They looked very painful. I tossed them back in the drawer and closed it.
I ran my hand along the wooden altar. The craftsmanship on this thing was masterful. I’d compliment Matt on it, but I was literally never going to mention him knowing about this ever again. Hopefully he’d never mention it again either.Fingers crossed.I wasn’t ready to die, and I’d definitely die of embarrassment if he ever brought this up again.
