Page 109 of Falling

“What’s up?” I ask.

“I need to kick Liam’s backside. Won’t be long.”

He begins to stand, but I catch his arm. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t stress. He’s not ready yet and Honey is getting pissy because he’s delaying her big moment. The schedule for the day is military precise.”

Oh, crap. “Liam hasn’t changed his mind, has he?”

“No, he slept in. Too hung-over. You okay to wait here?”

I glance back at the rows of chairs. There are close to a hundred people behind and passing them with Dylan doesn’t appeal. “I’ll wait. Don’t be long.”

Dylan kisses the top of my head. “I’d never make you wait.”