Noah’s mouth slackened. “So he flies us there in his private jet—”
Charlie grinned. “And back.”
“Flies the entire wedding party there and backandputs us up in the penthouse at the Eterna Luxe. That’s Hailey, me, you, Joy, Reece, and Neve, right?”
“Yep. Then you can throw a bash for everyone else at Silver Summit sometime after they’re back in business.”
“Shit, I never imagined getting married in Vegas, but that sounds almost too good to be true.” Noah’s face split in a wide smile. “Let me call the missus and see what she says.” Fiddling with his phone, he stepped away while the four of them huddled together.
“I still can’t believe Noah’s canceling the bachelor party,” Micky grumbled.
Reece smacked him in the chest. “Oh, get over yourself already. This is way more important than you getting wasted at a club.”
Minutes later, Noah returned.
Reece gave him a chin jerk. “What did Hailey say?”
“As long as she gets to wear her dress, the girls are in their bridesmaids outfits, and we sport the monkey suits, she’s on board. In fact, she sounded kinda excited about the idea.” His grin broadened. “Guess we’re doing this!”
Reece parked his hands on his hips. “What about the folks? They flew in especially for a wedding, and they aren’t going to be too happy about missing the ceremony.”
Noah pursed his lips. “I thought about that, so I called Mom and Dad to gauge their reaction.”
“And?”
“Dad says he’d rather be dead than attend a wedding in Vegas—even mine—which is no surprise. Mom has a few conditions.”
“Also no surprise,” Charlie quipped.
“She says if we take lots of pictures and have asecondwedding in the summer at their place, then she’s cool with it. I agreed, ifsheagreed to look after all our dogs while we’re gone.”
Oh shit.It dawned on Reece he had strings attached to him now. “I need someone to take care of my cat.” To Charlie, he said, “Think Cade would be willing to cat-sit?”
Charlie answered with a question of his own. “Can’t cats stay by themselves for one night?”
“Not this cat. Not yet.”
“I’m sure he would if it means staying at the apartment.” Charlie raised a skeptical eyebrow. “But do you think it’s a good idea to leave a nineteen-year-old alone with tens of thousands of dollars of liquor one flight of stairs below?”
“No,” Noah barked.
“Amy’ll do it,” Micky volunteered. “She loves the damn things. Lemme text her.”
Amy would be fine, but Reece wasn’t sure about Micky and Mr. Whiskers. “What about you?”
Micky’s thumbs flew over his screen. “I’mnot looking after it. It’ll be on her.” He held up the device with a triumphant smirk. “She said yes. She’ll even stay at your place.”
Reece tried to inject enthusiasm into his words. “Looks like we’re on our way to Vegas.” He wasn’t a fan of Sin City, but his reluctance wasn’t only about the venue; he resented the flair Cantrell had shown. He had to admit to himself, though, that the guy had gone above and beyond when he hadn’t needed to.
Micky waggled his eyebrows. “Does this mean the bachelor party’s back on?”
Noah looked at each of them. “I promised Hailey I’d come back tonight. She was pretty upset.”
Micky’s jaw dropped. “But she’ll be okay now that there’s a new plan, right? Besides, you’ll still have to come back for the tuxes.”
The attractive clerk rushed out of the store. “I’m so glad you’re still here. The tailor apologizes for overhearing some of your conversation. He’s offered to rush through the alterations and can have the tuxedoes ready before close of business today.” Her gaze bounced between Noah, Charlie, and Reece. “If that would be helpful in any way.”
Noah stuffed his hands in his jacket pockets and rocked on the balls of his feet. “If it’s not too much trouble—”
