Knowing me, I probably did. I’ve been calling around all afternoon looking for a place to have our wedding. Every place I’ve called is booked. There has to be something. I bring Google back up on my phone and call the next place. After Hailey agreed to marry me New Year’s Eve she called MacKenzie. I swear the people in fucking China could hear my sister screaming. Before I could even get a chance to call Hunter and tell him I get a text message from him that said, “I guess we’ve got plans on New Year’s?” I replied back and said it looked that way. I also asked him to be my best man. I didn’t feel right picking between my brothers. Cooper probably should have been it but to me it didn’t seem fair to Jackson. I called both my brothers but it seems I’m a little too slow and they both already knew. They’re excited for us and, of course, Jackson had to bust my balls about it taking long enough. “Good Afternoon Midnight Atlantic, Amanda speaking.” A pleasant voice answers the phone.
