Page 227 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
“Ten is the most upset?”
I nodded.
“A seventeen then. But I don’t have to worry about that. Because Matt would never do that to me. We’re best friends.”
I bit the inside of my lip. Did he really not realize that by me asking I was confirming that it was in fact happening? “What if Matt needs a wingman at your wedding though?”
Rob laughed. “That’s my job.”
“But you’ll be the groom.”
“I can multitask.”
Okay then. I really needed to talk to Matt. Or…not. Because I was still uncomfortable about the sex altar thing.Fuck my life.My stomach churned. And for the first time in months it wasn’t from morning sickness. I hadn’t thrown up in a couple days and I was hoping it was gone for good this time. But I really hated secrets. I didn’t want Matt to accidentally ruin Rob’s wedding.
“Maybe we can set Tanner up with Justin,” Rob said.
Everyone at our table just laughed.
“Rob, Tanner definitely isn’t gay,” James said. “Jealousy doesn’t look good on you.”
“I’m not jealous of Tanner or his butler boy.”
“That sentence sounded jealous.”
“Forget about Tanner. Who I don’t care about at all. I’m just pissed because I’m getting married in one week and my best friend isn’t here.”
It was weird that Matt wasn’t here. He wasn’t usually late for our weekly hangouts. But he’d been off last week after the proposal. He’d almost gone home early instead of celebrating with us. Then he’d skipped out on the food tasting. And now he was a no-show. What was going on with him?
But my train of thought came to a stop as Matt walked up to our table. And walked may have been a little generous. It was more of a stumble. He was clearly drunk out of his mind.
“Hey,” he said and collapsed into a seat. “What did I miss?”
“Where have you been?” Rob asked.
“I was right over there.” He pointed to the bar.
Had he actually been sitting over there the whole time? All alone? Getting completely shitfaced instead of hanging out with us?
Rob pushed some breadsticks in front of him. “Well, sober up, buddy. It’s going to be a night to remember.”
That was the second weird thing he’d said. The first was about a second proposal. What was he up to?
Rob rolled up his sleeve to check his watch.
Yup. The watch was back. Which meant he was definitely up to something again.
He cleared his throat. “Oh, I forgot to tell you guys. Brendan’s coming up for the wedding. I asked him to be a groomsman.”
We all just stared at him.
“Brendan?” I asked. “The guy who lived in James’ old apartment building on campus?”
“Good, you do remember. Yeah, he’s one of my best friends. We got super close when I lived on campus. Figured he had to be one of my groomsmen. And I’m so glad he said yes.”
I’m sorry, what?“You asked Brendan? Brendan whose last name I don’t even know to be one of yourthreegroomsmen?”
“Yeah, he’s a great guy.”
