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Chapter 390: Thursday. Mlilo Animal Reserve, South Africa.

PAXTON KEPT HIS hands on his knees, tapping his fingers against his shins.

There was still time to leave. Lots more people than he'd anticipated had shown up for the wedding. No one would miss him.

Probably not even Coco.

He didn't like admitting that, but it was the truth. Why did that truth bother him? He wasn't in the habit of letting people get to him this much.

Fuck it.

He was going.

Paxton stood as a man wearing clerical robes accompanied Shane to stand under the spread of flowers and leaves that had been hung from the trees overhead. Lights twinkled behind him as the sun cast a riot of color across the late afternoon sky.

"Sit, man." Silas chopped the back of Paxton's knee, causing his leg to buckle.

He sat down hard as the first strands of music hushed the crowd.

He'd waited too long.

His throat tightened, and he clenched his fists. He really didn't want to be here.

The stragglers rushed to their seats and most people turned to watch back up the aisle. Paxton wasn't
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