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There’s been a private boat to take us snorkeling, bonfires at night, beach games, and karaoke on a sunset cruise.

At least Ryan was able to get Maggie’s dress to us a few days before the wedding, with Kendall none the wiser.

Wyatt hasn’t even tried to talk to me or Maggie, which is great.

I just wish I would quit catching Maggie watching him when she thinks no one is looking.

Today is part one of two spa days for the girls and golf for the men. I should’ve gone with Maggie because getting a root-canal would’ve been better than having to endure Wyatt on a shared golf cart with Monty’s two brothers and no one to referee because Monty’s playing with his dad Davis, his uncle on his dad’s side, and his stepfather Richard.

I think the groom is testing us.

“We should place bets on whether or not those two will fight again,” Ethan says to his brother Hayden as he drives us over the green. They’re in the front with me and Wyatt on the back of the cart.

“On how long before they fight or what because I’m not taking the bet that they won’t fight,” Hayden remarks.

“We’re not going to fight,” I assure them.

“Why did you hit him before?” Ethan asks over his shoulder.

I have no intention of answering that question as I clench my jaw until it squeaks.

Wyatt does it for me. “He was pissed off that I said Maggie would run back to me after she failed to turn a control freak into someone who knows how to have fun.”

“Damn,” Ethan says at the same time Hayden says, “Those are fightin’ words.”

“Are you really that uptight?” Ethan asks me over his shoulder.

“I’m not talking about this with you assholes.”

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Ethan replies with a chuckle.

“The problem is that the pretty boy didn’t have to develop any skills,” Wyatt chimes in. “He just flashes a smile and his law degree and women fall at his feet. Right, Teddy?”

“You sound jealous. And why do you have such an obsession with my looks?” I ask him.

“The looks and degree are all you have,” the asshole says. “Soon enough Maggie will realize that there’s no personality underneath. No real spark. Just an attraction to a shallow, boring man who doesn’t want anything to do with commitment.”

I don’t know how he does it, but the asshole makes me want to choose violence when I’ve never been this way before.

Reigning in the new temper, I tell him seriously, “You need to get the fuck over her and move on with your life.”

“Whatever,” he mutters. “She reads every text I send her within seconds and hasn’t blocked me, so apparently there’s something missing between you and her. Maggie needs someone who makes her feel alive.”

Ethan and Hayden both go, “Oooh,” at that comment.

I open my mouth to say something clever back, but nothing comes out.

Thankfully, we reach our next hole, and everyone is more than happy to flee the golf cart.

And all I can think the rest of the day is: what if he’s right?

What if I finally let myself be with Maggie only to discover I’ll never be enough for her?

15

Maggie

“I’m an idiot,” I confess to Kendall when we’re sitting in the spa alone together in our bathing suits. There’s drying green masks on our faces, cucumbers over our eyes, and nothing but the soothing sound of the jacuzzi jets and waterfalls nearby.