My Best Man's Wedding by Cami Checketts

My Best Man's Wedding by Cami Checketts

Author:Cami Checketts
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cami Checketts


Emma dragged herself up the porch and through the front door. Thank heavens it was Sunday tomorrow and she could sleep until church, maybe nap in the afternoon, and she didn’t have to work tomorrow night. She smiled. Tomorrow she got to see Chayton again. His kisses had been all she could think about tonight and it’d taken her longer than normal to clean.

“Hey, Mom,” Mason said from the couch.

“Oh, hey, bud. Are you just getting home?” It was almost two a.m. Mason knew she expected him home close to midnight, but she wasn’t ever there to police it. She’d always trusted him, but she knew how it was when you were young and in love.

“No. I’ve been home for a while.”

“How was the date?”

His face lit in a smile. “Really fun. We rode mountain bikes down Ruby Mountain then we had a candlelit picnic at Chickadee Lake.”

“That sounds fun.” She wanted to ask what they’d done after the picnic. There were several hours unaccounted for.

“Maryn said you were kissing Coach?”

“Oh, um.” Emma set her purse and keys down and suddenly knew exactly how Mason felt when she grilled him about what he and Kaitlyn had done, but she was the mother here. “Well, yes, he did kiss me, but it wasn’t inappropriate. He’s a good man.”

“I know that, but … this just seems weird. Are you two going to date?”

“Yes,” Emma’s voice squeaked and she cleared her throat to sound more confident. “Yes, we are.”

Mason pushed a hand through his longish strawberry-blond hair. “Does it matter that it’s awkward for me?”

Emma sat down next to him on the couch. “I’m not trying to make it awkward for you, but I really like him. I haven’t felt this way since your dad.”

Mason’s face softened at that. He looked so much like his dad that Emma felt the gut punch of losing Jacob all over again. It had been thirteen years. She should be over it, but losing her first love still hurt sometimes.

Mason sat there stewing for a few seconds then said, “I want you to find someone great and be happy. Coach is definitely a great guy. I guess I just need some time to process this.” He cocked an eyebrow at her. “Aren’t you a little old for him?”

“Actually, not that much.” Oh, no. Not this conversation. Not now.

Mason eyed her strangely. “Coach is barely thirty. We had a big party for his thirtieth last year. I’m eighteen, Mom, and I know you always joke about being twenty-nine, but you have to be more like, I don’t know, forty or something.”

She had basically evaded the question of her age every year since he was old enough to care. Why hadn’t she told him about this some other time? Why now when they were discussing her and Chayton, and Mason was already feeling awkward about it? “I’m thirty-four,” she squeaked out, her throat dry. She watched him carefully for a reaction.

“What?” Mason stood and paced the living room. He stopped and pinned her with a stare.



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