Runaway Groomsman

As I savor this beautiful moment with Sawyer under the lights, Sully’s words echo through my mind. Sometimes the best things in life are worth waiting for.
Sawyer was worth the wait.

“I honestly can’t stand you.”
He chuckles. “Sad, because I fucking love myself.”
It’s obvious.

No doubt about it, Sawyer drunkenly stumbled back into my life and quickly stole my heart.

“Boyfriend?” Sully scoffs. “You’re telling me you’re dating Mr. Blond Hair, Blue Eyes?”
“I am.” I smirk.
Sawyer sets Sully’s bowl down in front of him. “I’m more of a dirty blond.”
I chuckle as Sully points his spoon at Sawyer. “You’re pushing your luck.”

He got me rocks. Oh my God.
He got me . . . rocks.

“She was just telling me how she couldn’t have done it without you,” Jaz says. “If you ask me, seems like my girl’s smitten with you.”
“Is that so?” Sawyer asks, smiling down at me. “If she’s smitten from getting some help, then she should be smitten with you too, Jazlyn.”
Jaz sits a little taller. “You know what, you’re right.” She reaches into her shorts pocket and pulls out some lip balm. She lines her lips and then puckers them in my direction. “Go ahead, I shall take my payment.”
“Your payment is my friendship,” I deadpan.
“Wow, seems like I’m getting the short end of the stick on that,” she mumbles.

“Don’t fuck it up,” she says, then reaches into her pocket and pulls out her switchblade. She flips the knife out and flashes the sharpened edge. “Or else . . .”
“Jesus,” he mutters.
“I’d like to say she’s all talk, but she isn’t,” I admit.

I can’t even get Ralph, Roy’s nephew, to walk into the bar.”
“Because when he first met you, blood was dripping down the side of your face because you got so angry with the Chicago Rebels losing the first game in the World Series that you slammed your head into the wall. That would terrify even the strongest of men.”

If I didn’t feel so guilty over Peter, I very well might lean in a little closer to him.
But holding his hand is good enough for me.

“I’m sorry, Peter. I’m sorry if I wasted your time.”
He shakes his head. “I never should have said that. Time is never wasted when you try to find who you are with another human being. This is more of a stepping-stone in our lives. If anything, we’ve learned from it.”