I turned and left to head up to the room. Caleb wanted me to make sure there was a bottle of champagne ready for when they came upstairs, plus he wanted the red roses he put in the bag spread across the bed. Fucking romantic, but I couldn’t blame him. He was one lucky son of a bitch for finding and keeping Angie—even after all of the stupid shit he’d pulled.
A lot of crazy shit went down last year, including Caleb having to deal with some delusional stalker who had it in for him. The short version is that Angie and I both ended up in the hospital and it was at that time that I realized there was no point in keeping secrets. I realized there was no point in keeping things to myself. Not long after Angie got out of the hospital, I sat her and Caleb down and told them about all of the shit my dad pulled when I was growing up. It wasn’t like it was a secret, just something I preferred not to talk about. I knew he wouldn’t cause the kind of trouble Bryan had, but I figured it would help explain my fucked up mood swings after I went home to visit Mom.
Once I finished setting everything up, I made my way back down to the lounge where people were already starting to show up. After helping Emily introduce our friends to Dr. and Mrs. Jacobs, I stepped away to get a drink and that was when I saw her walk up to Emily. She was fucking gorgeous. Long, light brown hair and what looked like greenish-grey eyes. I had no idea who she was but apparently Emily knew and I was determined to find out more.
I started to make my way over to Emily and the mystery girl when Andrew stopped me.
“What the hell is her problem?” he asked looking over at Emily.
I shook my head at him, “You need to talk to her about that. But I can tell you to stop being an ass and decide what you want.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“It means if you’re using her for a quick screw you better back off, because she doesn’t deserve that.” I warned him.
He threw his hands up in surrender. “I’m not.” he sighed. “I’m just never sure what to do when it comes to Emily.”
I gave him a friendly punch to the shoulder. “You two need to decide what it is that you want from each other and move on from there… before you drive us all bat shit crazy.”
I started to walk away when he put his hand on my arm to stop me. “Wait, I need your help.”
Turning, I watched and waited for him to continue but he didn’t. Instead, he stood there looking nervous as hell. “Andrew, there’s not a whole lot I can do until you decide how you feel about her.”
I moved to walk away again when he shocked the shit out of me. “I think I love her.”
“What?” I wasn’t sure that I heard him right and I shook my head to clear it. “Did you say you think you love her?”
He took a deep breath in. “Yeah, I did. But I have no idea what to do.”
“Dude, this is something you need to talk to her about.” I clasped him on the shoulder. “I can tell you that making her feel like you don’t give a shit is definitely not the way to go. Talk to her.”
He looked over to where she was standing. “I will.”
Nodding, I walked back over to Emily, hoping to catch sight of the gorgeous brunette again. Looking down at my watch I realized that it was almost time for Caleb and Angie to arrive. I was grateful that we didn’t have to get dressed up in a suit. Jeans and a black button down were as dressed up as I could manage.
I was having a damn feeling of déjà vu with Andrew and Emily. Why was I all of a sudden Dr. freaking Phil? I didn’t have a love life to speak of, but recently everyone was coming to me for help. Maybe I was better at giving advice than taking my own? When I reached the Jacobs’, I noticed that Matt and Nicole, Caleb’s brother and sister, had arrived.