Chapter 5
The day of the wedding dawned warm and sunny. But as happy as he was for his brother, Scott’s own heart ached. He hadn’t realized how much he’d liked getting the texts about kisses from James until they’d stopped. Not that I can blame him. I was a complete bastard. And when he said it wasn’t over, I really believed him. But I haven’t heard a thing from him since.
As the thought went through his mind, his cellphone dinged to indicate a text had arrived and he flicked it open eagerly.
Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it, according to Bernard Meltzer. I said it wasn’t over. I had a lot to process and to deal with. I’ll see you later. J
For a moment, Scott just clung to the phone, his heart hammering, then he texted back before his courage could desert him.
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