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Kendall gasps. “Is that true?”
“It’s a long story. And one that can wait since we need to make sure Theo doesn’t spend the night in jail.”
Monty says to Wyatt, “If possible, I’d prefer none of our wedding guests miss the wedding because they’re locked up. Come on. Be the bigger man here, Wyatt.”
His uninjured jaw ticks at that phrase and he winces thanks to the other side. “Fine.”
“I’m going too,” Kendall says.
“You should probably stay here with the rest of our wedding party,” Monty tells her as he pulls her closer for a kiss. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
“Okay,” she says with a final kiss before he pulls away. “Let’s see if one of the resort drivers can give you a lift.”
When Kendall and Monty walk away, I’m left standing there alone with my ex.
“What did you say to him, Wyatt?” I ask.
“Nothing that wasn’t true.”
“What did you say? Tell me!”
“I thought he was a grown ass man who could handle a little shit talking,” Wyatt says. “And I don’t have to tell you a goddamn thing anymore. You up and left me in the middle of the night. Never offered to tell me where you went or that you were okay. I didn’t hear a word from you for all these months.”
“I didn’t know what to say,” I admit. “I was…mortified.”
“I should’ve known. That’s exactly what I was afraid had happened. That you were with him the whole time. You were off screwing him while I was worried sick about you.”
“Kendall knew where I was the whole time,” I remark while crossing my arms over my chest.
“And when do I ever see Kendall? I think we met three times before you left. I don’t even have her phone number.”
That’s a fair point.
“You could’ve asked Monty,” I point out, and he growls in annoyance. “But I guess… I guess we both could’ve ended things better.”
“You didn’t have to run off right then and there.”
“Well, I was upset when you put me on the spot like that. And angry. You made me feel so guilty, like I had done something wrong.”
Wyatt barks out a huff of laughter. “If I had done what you did, how would you have reacted, Maggie?”
“I…I don’t know,” I answer honestly. “But none of it matters now. I’m with Theo,” I lie.
“Yeah, I’m well the fuck aware of that much. A heads-up would’ve been nice.”
“I don’t owe you a heads-up.”
“Remember that, because I don’t owe you one either,” he remarks before he turns away from me.
“Okay, Manny’s going to give us a ride,” Monty says when he rejoins us. He pauses, his gaze ping ponging between me and Wyatt. “Are you two going to be okay riding together?”
“I’ll be fine,” I assure him. “As long as Wyatt keeps his mouth shut.”
“It’s not my mouth that started all this, is it, Maggie?”
“This should be…fun,” Monty mutters. “Let’s go get Theo out of jail so I can enjoy the rest of the night with my bride.”
We don’t get Theo out of jail.
