Rhys clinked his Corona against Easton’s. “Who’s going to be your best man, me or Vander?”

Easton’s heart contracted at the thought of marriage, then found its rhythm again. “I’ll keep you posted.”

“Let’s dance!” Gia cried.

“Oh, God,” Vander muttered.

Easton put on some music. The women kicked off their heels and claimed a space. They giggled as they danced.

“I’m heading off,” Vander said. “I’m going to check out a few things on Carlson.”

If anyone could find the man, it was Vander.

“Vander.” Harlow appeared and threw her arms around him. “I just want—” she hiccupped “—to thank you for helping me. And looking for my dad. And shooting at bad guys for me.”

Saxon and Rhys both chuckled, and Easton just smiled and shook his head.

Vander patted her back. “You’re welcome.”

“And to tell you I love you. I love everybody.” She threw an arm in the air.

Vander stopped her from losing her balance. “You’re going to have a wicked hangover tomorrow.”

“I’m feeling way too good for hangovers. Wow, you sure are pretty. Gia, your brother is pretty.”

“Which one?” Gia cried.

Harlow blinked. “All of them. Except Vander is a bit scary. Rhys is too hot.”

Vander spun her into Easton’s arms.

She smiled up at Easton. “Oh, but this one is juuuuust right.”

“Come on, Goldilocks,” Easton said. “Time for a gallon of water, then bed.”

“I really like this one,” she whispered.

Easton felt those words deep in his gut.

Saxon and Rhys rounded up their tipsy women. The trio shared hugs and kisses and several “I love you so much” declarations, until their men dragged them out, laughter and giggling echoing behind them.

“I feel so good.” Harlow threw both arms out and tilted sideways.

Easton swung her into his arms. “Hold onto that feeling, because you won’t tomorrow.”

“I love your sister and Haven.”

“I’m pretty sure they love you back.”

He hitched her up and walked into the elevator and pressed the button.

“I love Saxon, Rhys, and Vander.”

“They’ll be thrilled.”

“And I love martinis!”

“I noticed.” With a grunt, he maneuvered her out and down the hall to his bedroom.

Her fingers stroked his cheek and he met her slightly unfocused eyes. “And I’m totally falling in love with you.”

Easton found himself speechless. Fuck. So many emotions ran through him in a wild tangle.

“It’s sort of freaking me out.” Her voice lowered. “But shh, it’s a secret. Don’t tell Easton.”

“Shit, Harlow, what the hell am I going to do with you?”

She blinked sleepily and snuggled into him. “Keep expecting you to leave. To finally have enough of my mess and get free.” Her voice lowered. “To leave me all alone to deal with it.”

As everyone else in her life was prone to doing.