Page 51 of That Time I Kissed My Brother’s Best Friend

I nod, forging forward. “Beau and I decided we want to get married here in Abieville. More specifically, we’re planning a ceremony at the lake. On the beach. At sunset.”

“That sounds amazing,” Natalie gushes.

“Let’s not overdo it,” Brady mutters.

“Anyway,” I continue, “our wedding party lives all over the globe—and everyone probably can’t meet up together until the week of the wedding. So.” I grin. “To make things interesting, I’m going to give each of my bridesmaids—”

“—and your maid of honor?” Natalie chimes in.

“Right. I’m going to give each of my bridesmaidsandmy maid of honor four yards of raw silk and have you make your own dresses. That way you can each tailor your designs to your personal style, but you’ll all have the same fabric. The look will be cohesive, but you’ll still be individuals. It’s a way to match without being … you know … matchy-matchy.”

“I LOVE IT!” Natalie shrieks.

“Oh, yay!” I exhale with relief. I can’t wait to marry Beau, but I also want everyone else to be happy with their roles in our wedding. “You really don’t mind having to find a design and a seamstress?”

“Not at all!”

Brady blows out a long breath. “Don’t tell me. Beau’s giving his groomsmen four yards of raw silk to make our own tuxedos.”

“Ha ha, Brady.” I shake my head. “Obviously not. But hedoeswant you all to pick out your own Hawaiian shirts for the rehearsal dinner luau and bachelor party.”

“Whoa.” Natalie crinkles her nose. “My brother wants a bachelor party?”

“At The Beachfront Inn,” I tell her. “We heard the last couple years have been rough for their business, so we figured a bachelor party would be a good excuse to spend some extra money there. We can have a bachelorette party, too. On the same night.”

“In separate rooms,” Brady adds.

Natalie huffs out a breath. “Lovely.”

“Don’t worry, Nat.” Brady arches a brow. “I promise to keep things classy.” He takes a beat, and his mouth slips sideways. “Classy-ish.”

“I wasn’t worried,” Natalie quips.

“Good.”

“GOOD!”

“Do I have to send you both to your room for a time out?”

They both look at me, jaws slack.

“I was kidding,” I say slowly. “And I have no idea why you’re both being so weird, but let me remind you it was your idea to push Beau and me together in the first place. So get over yourselves and get onboard with this. For my whole life, I’ll only have one brother and one sister-in-law,” I say.

“Well.” Natalie’s forehead creases.

“What?”

“When Brady gets married, you’ll havetwosisters-in-law.” She blinks, like she’s considering the math. “But I’ll probably be better than whoeversheis.”

“I’m sure you’re right,” I say. Then I lift a finger. “So adjusted statistics: I’ll only ever haveonebrother and two sisters-in-law at the most. Either way, this wedding will be the happiest day of my life, with all my favorite people on the planet.” Even as the words come out, I feel the truth of them in my bones. And my heart skips a beat.

“Happiest day.” Natalie lays a palm over her heart and sighs. “I like the sound of that. And we’ll be there for you and Beau. All the way.” She elbows my brother. “Right, Brady?” When he doesn’t reply, she elbows him again, harder. “Won’t we be there for Beau and Kasey, no matter what?” As Natalie says this, she’s still got her eyes glued to mine.

Brady is focused on me too. “I will,” he mutters.

I puff out a breath. “Nowwho sounds like he’s at a wedding?” Before Brady can retort, my phone vibrates in the pocket of my sweatshirt. I slide it out and see another text from my super-hot future husband, whose gorgeous face is melting my lock screen.

Beau: ???!!!

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