Three Stupid Weddings by Ann Gallagher

Author:Ann Gallagher [Gallagher, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Vic

By the end of the night, I was exhausted. The day had been an emotional roller coaster, and after some chaos, some alcohol, some sugar, and some dancing, I was spent.

The brides left in a rented convertible, and as guests started heading out, Dom and I stayed to help clean up.

While Dom was helping Lydia’s dad carry one of the larger tables into the barn, I helped stack the folding chairs in the back of someone’s pickup. I was just coming back to get another armload of chairs when my sister pulled me aside.

“Hey, I’ve been meaning to grab you tonight,” Andrea said. “I got the pictures back from my wedding, and I thought you might like a copy of this one.” She showed me her phone, and my heart fluttered.

I remembered the moment it had been taken. Dom and I had been dancing at her wedding, and the photographer had asked for a photo. To this day I had no idea what had possessed me to do it, but I’d gone for a bear hug instead of just us dancing.

And the picture was fucking adorable.

Dom was resting his chin on my head—my scalp tingled at the memory of his beard in my hair—and we were both smiling. Not those phony posed smiles either. It looked more like the photographer had caught us just being…us.

“Do you want me to get you one?” she asked. “I’m putting in an order for enlargements this week.”

I exhaled and handed the phone back. “Yeah, I’d like a copy of that one. Could you send me the digital proof too?” I gestured over my shoulder. “So I can show it to Dom?”

“Of course.” She tapped the screen a few times. “Okay, it’s on its way.”

“Thanks.”

She smiled. “And by the way? You guys are so cute together.”

I chuckled sheepishly. “Eh, we clean up good.”

“Oh stop.” She gave my arm a playful smack. “You make an adorable couple. Don’t argue with me.”

I just laughed, feeling guilty about lying to my sister.

Andrea sobered, and she dropped her voice a bit. “I mean it. You look so much happier with him than you ever did with Max.”

My stomach somersaulted, and it took some serious work to smile. “Thanks.”

“Hang on to that one.” She wagged a finger at me. “I’m serious.”

I put up my hands. “I will! I will!” Of course I would—he was my best friend. So it wasn’t technically a lie, right? So why the hell did it make me feel like crap?

After Andrea had gone off to track down her husband, I moved some more chairs to the truck, then stopped to steal another look at that photo. It was impossible not to smile at the memory, not to mention Dom’s sweet expression in the picture.

“You look so much happier with him than you ever did with Max.”

That’s because I am happier with Dom.

I shoved that thought away. Of course I was happier with him. What wasn’t to love about spending time with my best friend instead of an impossible-to-please emotional vampire? Max had been exhausting.

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