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LAYLAZack keeps stroking me, his touch getting firmer as he draws lazy circles around my sensitive nub, and I grip the sides of my chair as I start to throb. I can feel my cheeks flushing as my breathing gets heavier. I’m trembling. I want to touch myself. I want to yank Zack’s hand away. I want to stand up and run straight back to the hotel room. I try to focus on the ceremony playing out in front of me, but all I can think about is the slowly building ache between my legs.I can’t help myself. Slowly, I start to rub against Zack’s hand, twitching my hips forward slightly. The balls shift inside me; I can almost picture them clinking together as electricity bolts through me. At the same moment, Luke reaches out and puts a hand on my thigh. Pleasure rushes through me in a hot wave. He’s only touching my leg, for God’s sake, but all at once, it’s too much. I can’t help the sharp gasp that falls out of my mouth.Zack quickly pulls his hand back, covering the noise with a forced cough

ZACKI push through the crowds of people like I’m on autopilot. My blood is pounding in my ears. I feel like I’m in a dream. Or maybe a nightmare. It has to be a nightmare, right? This can’t be real. It can’t be.How the Hell could I forget what day it is?Faces turn towards me as I cross the wedding hall and make my way to the exit. There’s a painted wooden sign set up on an easel by the doorway, greeting all the guests as they come in. I stare at it, the letters blurring.CONGRATULATIONS!ROB AND AMY TRANAPRIL 5THHow could I forget? The date’s literally everywhere, for God’s sake. It was on the invites. It’s on the signs. It was on the receipt when we booked into the hotel, but I didn’t notice. How? How is that possible?I know how. Layla.I’ve spent the last couple of weeks in a Layla-induced haze. She’s filling my brain. Nothing seems to matter when I’m with her. I’ve been so caught up in her, I’ve forgotten the one person who used to matter to me most.I stride through the hote

JOSHI’m almost dizzy with happiness as I kiss Layla slowly, holding her close.I’m having the best damn day.Don’t get me wrong, I’m tired as Hell. Since five this morning, I’ve been ironing ties, picking up clothes from the dry cleaners, and bringing people coffee. While she was getting ready, Amy kept writing soppy little romantic notes to my brother and demanding I pass them on to him. I probably would’ve refused, if he weren’t so goddamn happy every time I came in with another one.Pulling back from Layla for a second, I glance back at the dance floor. Rob is out there with Amy, twirling her under his arm to the band music.Warmth glows in my chest. He looks like he’s walking on air.God, I love weddings.Layla sighs, leaning against my chest, and I look back down at her. As if this day could get any better, now I have the most gorgeous woman in the room in my arms. I nuzzle into her temple, kissing down her hairline and across her ear. “This dress is incredible,” I murmur, smoot

LUKE“And little Jimmy finally passed his first swimming badge,” Amy’s aunt tells me, rolling her eyes. “Ten metres. It only took him two years. The child is deathly afraid of water.”“That’s great, Mrs Smith,” I tell her, trying to pull away. “If you don’t mind, I’ll just—”She waves me off. “Oh, don’t call me that. We’re all family here. Be a good boy and top up my drink, will you?”I smile and take her glass, turning to the drinks table and swapping it out with a fresh flute of champagne. It’s been over half an hour since Amy’s aunt cornered me, and she’s been chatting my ear off ever since, bringing me up to speed on all the latest family gossip. I’m not sure if she actually remembers I’m not her nephew-in-law anymore, or if she legitimately doesn’t care and just wants someone to talk to. I hand her the new drink, then try for the fifth time to excuse myself.“If you don’t mind, I need to find my date. She’s disappeared somewhere.”She waves me off, eyeing up one of the waiters, a