"Oh my God," I say, and then I turn my head, and I see him. Everything in me stops: my heart, my mind, my breathing. It all stops. The only thing that moves are my eyes when I follow him. I forced myself to erase all of his pictures from my phone. I forced myself to block him on all social media sites. I forced myself to forget what he even looked like, but my heart still remembered. His hair is a touch longer, and his five o’clock shadow is coming in strong. My fingers move, thinking back to how it used to pinch me when I grabbed his face in my hands right before I kissed him.
He walks with his jacket in one hand, the collar of his shirt open, and his sleeves rolled up to the elbows. His chest looks like he got bigger, and so do his arms. I see him search the room for someone, and he finds her and walks over to her. She looks like she is one of the bridesmaids. He walks over to her; she gets up from her chair when she sees him. He leans down and says something to her, and I can hear his voice in my head, the way he used to say my name. The woman looks at him, shocked, and then rushes out.
Travis watches her leave and then puts his head down. He’s even better looking than he was in my memories. He is even hotter than he was when he was younger. He’s a man now, and it shows. My mouth gets dry when I see him look up and then make his way to the bar. I’m about to tell Bennett that I’m going to leave when the inevitable happens.
His eyes meet mine, my whole body shivers from his look, and then he throws his head back and laughs. "Of course, you would be behind the bar."
Chapter 7
Travis
My eyes meet hers, and my heart fucking soars. Everything I was feeling on the way here is gone with one look at her. I can’t help but put my head back to laugh at the irony of what today is. My fucking wedding day, and she walks into the church. "Of course, you would be behind the bar." I sit on one of the stools by the bar and look over at Bennett, who just gives me a chin up. I’m sure he’s dying to ask me all the questions, but he’s giving me a chance to catch my bearings.
"I figured this is the only place where I could help." I can smell her from this side of the bar, and it takes me back to all those times we would go to the bar, and I would sit on a stool, and she would stand between my legs. My mind goes back to one of the last times it happened.
Sitting on a stool when she walked in, her eyes scanned the room before she found me. She smiled and then made her way through the crowd of people. I turned on the stool as she placed her bag in the middle of the feet of the stool. "Hi." I smiled at her, and she leaned in and kissed my lips.
My hands went straight to her hips, and she turned and looked at the bar. "What are we having?" she said and placed her back to my front, and that is where she stood all night long. One hand on my leg while she talked to people, with one of my hands on her hip. I would lean in and bury my face in her neck, and I felt at peace.
I hear whispers all around me, and I’m back to my wedding venue. I watch Harlow as she walks down the bar. Now grabbing a glass, she walks over and takes the bottle of scotch down, fills it two fingers in, and puts it in front of me.
I shake my head because she knows me, also because how fucking crazy is it that she’s here. I grab the glass and down it in one shot. The burning follows all the way to my stomach. "Another one?" she asks, and I nod my head, knowing that shit is going to hit the fan in a matter of minutes.
She leans over and pours another two fingers, and I smile at her and take the glass, laughing at the irony of this. I down it again and then look over at Bennett, who just stands there waiting for whatever I am going to say. "Wedding is off," I say to him, and he just puts his hand in front of his mouth. I don’t look at Harlow, I can’t, and when I get up, my sisters are at my side. I hold up my hand to stop them from talking and walk over to the stage.
I grab the microphone and turn it on. I tap it once to see if there is a sound that comes on. I look out at the people who have gathered now and see Jake, Frankie, and Chris standing by the door, and they just chin up to me. I look over toward my mother, who looks like she’s about to storm the stage as she stands with my sisters. "Testing, one two three," I say as my voice fills the venue. "Hi, everyone." I lift my hand awkwardly. "First off, I’d like to thank you all for coming," I say, looking around and seeing that Jennifer’s parents aren’t here. No doubt they took off with Jackie to see her. "I want to thank my sisters for everything they did to make this day special." I look over to them and know that they are all standing together now, glaring at me for something that they will be sure to tell me as soon as I step down. "With that said," I continue. "We have to announce that the wedding is off." There are gasps all over the room, especially from my mother, who is now glaring at me also. "Thank you to everyone for coming out, and I invite you to make full use of the bar." I point over to the bar where the guys have now made their way, along with Rachel, Victoria, and Lydia. "And if I’m not mistaken, there is also some food coming." I look at my sisters. "I hope." I turn the mic off and walk down the steps, and my sisters are the first ones to pounce on me.