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Chapters (35)
  1. The Wedding Setup
  2. Praise for Charlotte Greene
  3. By the Author
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. Dedication
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Epilogue
  33. About the Author
  34. Books Available From Bold Strokes Books
  35. BOLDSTROKESBOOKS.COM

Stuart’s smile was broad and happy, and Jai kissed him, long and deep. Once again, Ryann glanced around the room, wondering if anyone would notice or care, but everyone here was in their own world. She wasn’t sure she’d ever seen two men kiss in public outside of a gay bar or at Pride.

“So tell me about your sisters,” she said when they broke apart. “I’d like some idea what to expect. Which one is your maid of honor?”

“Well, actually,” Jai said, “my maid of honor is my best friend, Maddie. She’s supposed to be here in a few minutes.”

“Maddie’s actually how we met,” Stuart explained. “She’s an artist, too, a sculptor, like me. She and I met at the foundry here in town, and she introduced me to Jai last year.”

“Almost a year to the day,” Jai said, staring at Stuart.

They were lost in each other’s eyes long enough that Ryann wondered if she should remind them that she was here with them.

Stuart shook his head as if to clear it, his expression a little sheepish when he turned to her. “Sorry about that.”

“It’s fine. You two are really adorable.”

“We try.”

“So, sisters?” she said, turning back to Jai. “How many are we talking?”

“Four.”

She whistled. “Wow. Older, I think you said?”

“Yes—I’m the baby. My eldest, Jos, is ten years older, and then it’s one about every two years on down to me.”

“They all have ‘J’ names,” Stuart said, rolling his eyes.

“So do my parents and the aunts, uncles, and grandparents on my dad’s side,” Jai said. “And when my parents got to me, they just spelled the letter.”

“Wow. Four sisters,” she said, shaking her head. “Must have been a lot of baby-dress-up parties when you were little.”

“You better believe it. And tea parties, and slumber parties, and makeovers, and everything else. It was a blast.”

“They’re all nearby?”

“Yes. Jos is the farthest—she lives in Denver. Joan is just outside of Berthoud—a few miles south of here—and Janet and Julia are here in Loveland, still, like me.”

“You grew up here?”

“Born and raised! A little like you two—small-town gay. Stuart and I have joked about it before. Difference is, I never went to the big city.”

The men were staring fondly at each other again, and Ryann took a moment to sip her beer and check her phone. Ted was supposed to call her with an update today, but so far she’d heard nothing from him or anyone else. She’d have to excuse herself to check in some time soon.

“I hope you two hit it off,” Jai said.

“I’m sorry, what?” she asked. He’d said something before she caught this.