Page 76 of Yours, Now and Always
Both of them whip their heads around, eyes wide.
“Oh my god,” Amelia breathes. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough to hear about the cheekbone conspiracy.”
“Perfect timing,” Marin says. “Tell your wife she’s being unhinged.”
I push off the doorframe and walk toward them. “You’re both on the floor.”
“We’regrounding,” Marin says, as if that explains everything. “The energy was weird downstairs.”
I crouch down in front of Amelia, and she immediately looks guilty.
“Hi,” she says softly.
“Hi, Princess.” I reach out and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “You okay?”
“I ate a healing cookie.” She says this like she’s confessing a crime.
“I heard.”
“Tim’s a terrorist. He’s trying to take over my wedding. He said I have to serve lash.”
My mouth quirks. I don’t know what that means, but I know she doesn’t talk like that.
She’s stoned. She’s spiraling. She’s trying so fucking hard to hold it together.
This isn’t funny. But she’s still killing me.
“Just say the word if you want him removed from the premises.”
“That’s tempting.” She bites her lip and gets that guilty look again. “I gave your mom a cookie too.”
“Yeah, she’s currently talking to trees and asking my dad if he can hear angels.”
Amelia’s eyes flare wide. “Oh no.”
“Oh yes.”
Marin’s grinning now. “Okay but lowkey? This is iconic. Like the energy of this wedding has gone straight to a hundred.”
I glance at her. “You think my mother and wife being high at our wedding is iconic?”
“I think it’s camp. The vibes are off the rails, in a couture kind of way.”
Jesus Christ.
It’s like talking a foreign language with Marin half the time.
I turn back to Amelia. “So. Cheekbones.”
She groans. “Don’t.”
“You think you’re deceiving me with makeup?”
“I might be.”
“I’ve seen you all the ways Marin mentioned, and I’m still here.”
