Chapter Fourteen
Jackson
THREE MONTHS BEFORE THE WEDDING
“Is there a reason you’re always here?” I hear John behind me and picture him crossing his arms with a scowl.
I finish filling my mug with coffee before turning around with a s**t-eating grin. “What can I say? You have the best brew.”
He rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “That’s for the guests,” he reminds me.
“And employees,” I correct with a smug grin. “You’re here early.” I look at my watch and see it’s barely six. “Trouble in paradise for the newlyweds already?” I laugh, enjoying giving him s**t at all hours of the day.
“Maize ended up in our bed, and after the third junk shot, I gave up. Left her and Mila to sleep and decided to come in and get a head start instead,” he says, filling up his own cup. “And no. We’re fine,
