Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas #3)(71)

Grace leaned forward and put more lipstick on. “Hell yeah, you should! Shake things up a little. Maybe it will throw the little bitches off at your school, too.”

We all started laughing. Then someone knocked on the door and we fell silent. “It’s her!” Taylor whispered as she moved away from the door with a look of fear on her face.

Brushing Taylor off with my hand, I moved to the door. Opening the door, my mouth fell open. Alex stood in the hallway. “Alex? Honey, are you okay?” She was just standing there, looking lost. Very lost. Reaching for her hand I looked up and down the hallway before I pulled her into the guestroom. We were in Gunner and Ellie’s house since the wedding was right outside in their backyard practically.

“Alex, sweetie, what’s wrong?” Libby asked as she walked up to Alex and led her over to the desk chair. We all gathered around Alex.

“She doesn’t look like she’s been crying,” Taylor said in a whisper.

Maegan leaned down and waved her hand in front of Alex then snapped her around to look at us. “She’s in shock.”

Grace dropped down to the floor. “Alex. Did something happen?”

Oh no. What if Will changed his mind? I’m going to kick his ass if he changed his mind. Why would he change his mind though? No, he didn’t change his mind. Oh my glitter! He cheated! No. No. He didn’t cheat.

Kneeling down next to Alex, I noticed she was clutching something in her hand. Her hair was fixed, her makeup was done and all she had to do was get dressed. We all had the same matching robes on and had been in the guest room getting the finishing touches done to our hair when Alex quickly jumped up and raced out of the bedroom screaming she needed air.

Placing my hand on her clenched fist, Alex jumped and looked at me. “Alex, you’re scaring us sweetie, please tell us what’s wrong,” I said as I moved my hand up to the side of her face. A single tear fell and rolled down her cheek as Alex held up what was in her hand. I heard Grace and Libby gasp as Taylor and Maegan both said, “Oh shit.”

Glancing down, I saw what Alex was holding. Placing my hand over my mouth, I whispered, “Oh. My. Glitter.”





KNOCKING ON THE door, I opened it slightly. Will was standing at the window looking out. “Will? It’s time.”

Turning, he gave me a smile and walked toward me stopping halfway across the room. “Colt. I’m marrying your sister.”

Giving him a smile, I nodded my head. “I know. I’ve gotta say I’m impressed my father hasn’t come up and threatened you in some form.”

Will’s smile faded. “Oh, he has. Twice.”

Letting out a chuckle, I shook my head. “Do you love her, Will?”

Closing his eyes he sighed. “More than anything, Colt. More than anything.”

“Then you’ve got nothing to be worried about.” Walking into the room, I headed over to Will. “She loves you, Will. Y’all were meant to be together. Just always take care of her and please don’t ever hurt her.” Looking down I let out a deep breath before looking back into Will’s eyes. “Cause if you do, I’ll tie you up by your balls and hang you from a rafter in the barn. Then I’ll take a baseball bat to you and hit you like a pi?ata filled with Reese’s peanut butter cups. You know how I like my Reese’s.”

Will’s mouth dropped open as he stared at me. “What in the hell is it with this family and wanting to hang me up by my balls in the barn? Your father and Luke have already bestowed the same threat on me today.”

Placing my hand on his shoulder, I laughed. “Great minds think alike. Come on, let’s gets down there so you can marry my sister.”

By the time I finally got Will downstairs and out where he needed to be, the wedding was about to start. Glancing around, I smiled as I looked at everything. Alex had spent hours going through our parents’ wedding photos and had set up her wedding almost the same. Everyone was sitting on square bales of hay as white lights hung from the trees. One of my favorite things Alex and Will did was take pictures from our parents’ weddings and framed them in small white frames that hung from the tree and adorned the tables. Alex said she felt like it was good luck and I had to agree with her.

Will was rocking back and forth as he rubbed his hands up and down his pants. “Will, you’re gonna rub a hole in your damn pants before she even gets here. Calm the hell down,” Luke said to Will.

Pastor Roberts cleared his throat. “Boys, let’s not do this again. I did it with your fathers. Please, no repeats.”

Will, Luke and I all turned and looked at him. “What?” Will asked confused.

“Who is the best man, son?” Pastor Roberts asked Will.

Looking between us, Will said, “Both. I couldn’t pick one.”

Letting out a sigh, Pastor Roberts pointed to Luke and me. “Who has the ring?”

I turned to Luke and he turned to me. “Luke’s got the ring.”

Luke’s mouth dropped open and I instantly knew we were both f*cked. “Me? I don’t have the ring. It’s your sister.”

Staring at him like he was insane, I whispered, “She’s your cousin!”

Luke laughed. “Dude, sister trumps cousin every time.”

Pushing Luke on his shoulder, I whispered, “Go to hell. You had the ring last night, dude.”