A Wedding in a Week by Con Riley

Author:Con Riley [Riley, Con]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Figment Ink
Published: 2023-07-25T18:30:00+00:00

17

I’m not woken by livestock the next morning. This time, my alarm clock is internal—a clanging bell that only I hear. It tolls a warning that’s impossible to sleep through.

Marc, on the other hand, is still out for the count, sleeping like a man who works the land for his living. Everything about him is relaxed and easy, from the slow rise and fall of his chest to that unhurried pulse at the base of his throat. It’s steady, unlike my heart rate as the sunlight creeping past my curtains brings more than Marc into focus.

It also shines a light on something I did last night that I’m not proud of.

I don’t mean the sex. I’ll never regret going hard, not when I can almost still feel Marc over me. Marc under me, as well, like we did sometime around three this morning. He might as well still be tight around my cock, his mouth open against mine, not even kissing, just breathing, or trying to, while half asleep and fucking.

It’s all still so real that my cock throbs, hard for him all over again, but accepting this truth is even harder.

Turning down Hayden’s offer was a mistake.

More than that, it was a dick move. I scrub a hand over my face, stubble rasping, but for a flickering moment, I’m not in my bed. I’m downstairs in the kitchen instead, replaying a conversation with John, who’s so much more than my right-hand man these days. Lately he’s also been a portal to this farm’s past.

Your dad thought he’d have to fight to keep her.

I didn’t get into a fight last night. Not with Hayden. But there also isn’t any hiding that I’ve shut down an option that might help me keep Marc.

I close my eyes and picture the bell tent I turned down flat with no discussion, and console myself that it might not be crucial. Maybe the financial data Marc’s gathered will swing his presentation. I’ve seen his forecasts, Excel bar charts predicting that Love-Land Weddings could be profitable. But there’s also no avoiding why his first slides got him this far in the selection process.

Because they could see what we have to offer. That’s why they asked for more photos.

I hate admitting that my brother was right—showing is so much better than telling, and now, as I remember John saying there hadn’t ever been a real need for Dad to fight for Mum, I can’t help thinking I’ve fucked up.

More than my cock throbs then. A heavy stone in my chest does too, and I’d turn back time again for Marc if I could, only this time I’d go back to last night and use both hands to grab the help Hayden offered.

But do I really want him to come here?

I watch Marc’s chest rise and fall, his breathing still slow and easy. I also see how he looks younger while sleeping, and something soul deep whispers a simple answer.

Fuck no.

I scrub a hand over my face again, knowing that’s pathetic.

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