Chapter 101


    Isabel quirked an eyebrow.


    Oh shit. “Of course he has it bad, Isa.” I waved my hand. “He’s my boyfriend,” I tried to assure her, not sounding


    anywhere close to convincing.


    So, I quickened my pace and left my big sister behind before I led her to uncover the whole farce. Thankfully, as soon


    as I reached the group, Gabi was already wielding her printed schedule and trying to gather everyone closer. In a


    perfect circle.


    Rolling my eyes at that, I watched my cousin and Wedding Cup mastermind start shouting out orders in Spanish while


    we all tried to ignore how Gonzalo snagged my sister from behind and engulfed her in an embrace that included more


    than a fair share of inappropriate groping and fondling.


    “Yikes,” I muttered under my breath. “That’s my sister.”


    But at the same time, something squeezed in my chest. I realized that a small part of me observed the public disy


    of affection with something that felt a lot like longing. And thatpressing sensation bothered me; it awoke a very


    particr set of questions I had no answers to. All of them revolving around the same thing.


    Would I ever find what Gonzalo and Isabel had? Would I ever allow myself to?


    Would I ever be so head over heels, crazy in love that everything else would fade to ck noise?


    My gaze searched for Aaron, not because I wanted him to emte Gonzalo, but because maybe everyone else


    expected him to. Not spotting him anywhere in the less than perfect circle of people around Gabi, I grew a little


    concerned as she shot more and more instructions to the group. His head would roll if he didn’t get here ASAP.


    A light touch on my arm grabbed my attention. Turning my head, I was weed by a pair of blue eyes that regarded


    me with something strange.


    “Here you are,” I whispered loudly while Gabi kept going at it in the background. “I was scared for your well-being.


    Where did you go?”


    “I’ve been right here the whole time.”


    That strange quality was still there. But I brushed it away. I had no time to inspect whatever I’d thought I saw in


    Aaron’s eyes. Instead, I focused on how good he looked in his nylon shorts and short-sleeved henley.


    “Are you having fun?” He offered me a bottle of water, pushing it gently in my direction.


    “Oh, thank you.” I reached for it with both hands, managing to brush my palms along his fingers somehow. Sparks


    traveled all the way up my arms, making me retrieve my hands quickly and hold the bottle to my chest. “That was …


    sweet. Very boyfriend-like of you.” I looked up at him, finding him frowning. I didn’t give him the chance toin.


    “And not too much fun, to bepletely honest,” I admitted with a small pout. I had been serious when I told my sister


    that I was ready to call it a day. “Thank God we are about to be done here. Otherwise, I’d have to fake breaking a leg


    or a wrist.” I lowered my voice. “Or knocking off Gabi with something.”


    “I hope we don’t get to that point.” The right side of his mouth tipped up. “What’s left then?”


    “Well, Gabi saved the best forst.” I sighed. “Nowes the realpetition.” I gestured with my hands, as if I were


    unveiling a huge surprise. “The star of the Wedding Cup: the ser match.”


    Aaron hummed, lost in thought for a short moment. “I don’t think I’ve ever yed ser.”


    I perked up. “Never, ever?” I watched his head nod. A chance to win. “Like, not even once?”


    “Not even once,” he answered. His mouth opened and then mped down when Gabi hushed us in the distance.


    Jesus, that woman needed to cool down. We straightened and faced away from each other.


    Aaron lowered his voice, speaking from the side of his mouth, “You think that will be a problem? She seems … a little


    strict.”


    “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about her.” I waved my hand, keeping my eyes up front. “You, on the other hand? I’d worry about


    getting the hang of it in time.”


    Out of the corner of my eye, I sensed Aaron ncing over at me quickly.


    “And what happens if I don’t?”


    My smile turned lopsided. “Then, Team Groom will lose. Miserably.”


    I didn’t think that would happen, but Aaron had admitted to something he wasn’t amazing at. And that was new. I stole


    a quick nce in his direction; he had tilted his head and crossed his arms over his chest.


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    “If you end up sucking at ser and messing up, everybody will me you. But it’s okay; you can’t be good at


    everything.”


    He didn’t move or say anything.


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