“So she’s a little rough around the edges,” Billy admitted. “She’s a tomboy, and that just means we’ve got a shitload in common. She’s interesting.”
“And safe,” Jesse offered.
“Exactly.” Billy unhooked his own tie and handed it to the tailor. “I’m not looking to settle down, which makes Casey Jessup the perfect date for this wedding. I don’t have to worry about her sitting around getting bright ideas from all this hoopla. She’s as far from wife material as a woman can get.”
“Casey’s got a cousin.” Cole’s gaze shifted to Pete. “I could ask her to the wedding.”
“Too late. Wendy got the draw on you and now you’ve got to man up.”
“But I hate fix-ups.” He shrugged off his jacket.
“Look on the bright side,” Billy added, “Wendy’s friend could turn out to have a smoking-hot body and zero morals.”
Cole shook his head. “You know the odds of that are slim to none.”
“True, but it can’t hurt to fantasize.” Jesse motioned to Billy. “Just like this one outriding me in Vegas in a few weeks.”
“That buckle is mine,” Billy vowed, trying to wrestle free when Jesse grabbed him in a headlock.
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