“And I’ll deal with Connor on all the business stuff?” I asked.
“Yep. But just know that if you need anything, all you ever have to do is pick up the phone.” His gaze was earnest, and I felt it deep in my soul.
I need him. Nothing more.
“If we’re going to spend these last few days together, let’s not start talking about the end just yet, okay? It’s ‘You, me, and right now.’”
He nodded. “I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“My mom is filing for divorce from my father.”
He wasn’t big on sharing, so this caught me off guard. “What? When did that happen?”
“Samuel told me recently. I’d missed her calls, but I sure as shit had not expected that. And I’ve talked to her a few times since, and she seems happy about it. Like it’s something she’s wanted to do for a long time, but just didn’t know how to do it.”
“I get that. She’s been in a loveless marriage for so long, it’s all she knows.”
He nodded. “My dad is pretty stunned. His world is unraveling, because Samuel has decided to leave medicine and come work with me.”
Now I was gaping at him. “What? We went a few days without speaking, and your brother is no longer going to be a brain surgeon and your mother is leaving your father?”
“Yep. And I’ve wanted to call you a dozen times. I’ve never been like that before, you know?”
“Like what?”
“Where I find something out and I want to tell someone. But I wanted to tell you, Honey Badger.” He scrubbed a hand down his face like it was torture that he wanted to share things with me.
“It’s not a bad thing to confide in people, Myles. To share things that affect you. You are not made of steel. You actually have a working heart. I can feel it,” I teased as my hand moved to his chest and rested there.
“Whoever ends up with you is going to be the luckiest fucking guy on the planet,” he said, shaking his head. “And I already fucking hate him.”
I chuckled. “I feel the same about you.”
His gaze searched mine. “If I were capable of those things, it would be you, Montana. You know that, right?”
I did, actually.
“Yes. And that’s the reason I’m going to let us just enjoy these last few days.”
“You don’t have a wedding this weekend, do you?”
“Nope. We’ve got this next week off, and then we have three weddings back to back.”
“Tell me their hashtags,” he said as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip.
“You know the first one. It’s the bridezilla from hell. Tracy and Bryan Wright. Hashtag ‘marrying Mr. Wright.’ Although I don’t know that this is the right thing for poor Bryan.” I chuckled.
“She’s a piece of work. Who’s next?”
“We have Crystal and Jalen Berry. So obviously, hashtag ‘Berry fond of you.’” I chuckled again as he just smiled at me like I was the most entertaining person he’d ever met. “And then we have Sarah and Wesley Aster, so we went with hashtag ‘happily ever Aster.’”
“Damn, you’re good at these.”
“I’ve had a few years to practice.” I shrugged.
He looked deep in thought. “So let’s enjoy these last few days. We’ve both been working a lot. How about this weekend, you let me take you away somewhere special?”
