Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 92062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92062 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
“Yes, Elizabeth”—I tilt my head to the side and watch her—“why not?”
“Well…” She folds her arms under her chest. “For one, he’s the best man.”
“That makes no sense,” Joshua scoffs, “it’s perfect.” He looks at both of us. “I am surprised we didn’t think of it earlier. But we were going crazy to figure out where to put Macy’s family.”
“Nice to know I came as an afterthought.” Elizabeth looks at her parents. “It’s Jack.” She puts her hand higher than her head. “Then Joshua.” She moves her hand down a little. “And then Elizabeth.” She bends her knees to put her hand near the floor.
“Can we be more dramatic?” Joshua snorts at her.
“We can, actually,” she gladly admits. “We so can. I’ve been up for the last two days it feels like. I’ve had to run for every plane I was on. My luggage and all my clothes are, I don’t even know where right now. Could be in Australia or could be in Bali, what is for sure is that it’s not here.”
“Did you fill out a form?” Zack asks her like she’s not having a meltdown right in front of him.
“No, Dad, I just left the airport, and I’m expecting the airport fairies to find it and bring it to me—”
“It’s Christmas,” I cut into the conversation. She again turns to look at me. Actually, look is too nice of a word; she turns to glare at me, her gray eyes fixated on me in a way that screams shut the fuck up. “You should have used Santa to deliver it on Christmas Day.”
“Nate,” she says my name and smiles at me. I’ve seen this smile a lot over the years, usually right before she tells me to go fuck myself. “Why are you here?”
“I’m the best man.” I slap Joshua’s shoulder, and he holds up his fist to me. “I’m everywhere.”
“Can you not be?” Her teeth clench as she says it.
“Is that any way to talk to the man who is rescuing you from sleeping on the street?” Denise says. “You need to be nice to him.”
She shakes her head. “I’m going to call the hotel.”
“Um,” Joshua starts.
“Shut up,” she snaps at him and takes her phone out of her bag and shakes it in her hand. “I need a phone. Someone get me a phone.”
“The two hotels in town are all booked up,” I speak up and she, of course, ignores me. “It’s the busiest time of the year, plus with the wedding… They have been booked up for months.”
“Then I’ll go and stay in New York City,” she stubbornly retorts, ignoring me completely.
“It’s Christmas, you think you’ll find a room in the city?” I can’t help myself from egging her on and I can see her jaw tighten, but she avoids even looking at me.
“If I stab him, I’ll probably go to jail,” she announces to the room and not to anyone in particular, “but then I’ll have someplace to stay.” She looks at me and all I can do is smile at her, which makes her even angrier. “I hate fucking Christmas.” She looks up at the ceiling.
“Sweetheart.” Zack goes up to her, his voice is soft as he takes her arms in both of his hands. “It’s going to be okay. You are tired and probably starving. They don’t feed you much on the airplane.”
“She flew business class,” Joshua interjects. I look down at my lap, not sure I can stop myself from bursting out laughing, which would probably anger her even more and make her a bit more stubborn than she normally is. “She had cutlery and real plates.”
“Joshua,” Denise says, her voice warning him to stop talking.
“I’m just saying, Mom.” He holds up his hand. “Listen, you think we wanted to rehome two hundred guests?” he asks her. “We literally have people staying everywhere.”
“Whose fault is that?” She turns her wrath on Joshua. “Who gets married at Christmas?”
“Lots of people,” I chime in.
“Again, Nate, you would be wrong, since December is the least popular month to get married.”
“Who told you that?” Joshua asks her.
“Google,” she hisses at him. “Why can’t you be normal and get married in the fucking summer like everyone else?”
“We wanted to be different,” Joshua replies, looking over at Macy, who is socializing with her family and has no idea this showdown is taking place. “Macy loves winter.”
“What’s going on over here?” Jack comes closer to us and falls onto the couch next to Joshua. “It looks serious.”
“Mom and Dad are throwing me to the wolves,” Elizabeth exaggerates.
“Wow.” I look at Joshua, who laughs. “Suddenly I’m a wolf.”
“We are not throwing you to the wolves,” Denise clarifies. “She’s going to be staying with Nate.” She points to me.
“I never agreed to that.” She shakes her head. “I can stay with Jack.”