Harrison POVHolly invited me to lunch a week later. We met at a fancy restaurant that had thick cloth table covers and napkins that were bound by metal rings at the center of the plates.I walked up to the maître d’ and told him, “Hi, I’m meeting my sister here. Holly Monroe.”He looked at his little book on the stand and his eyebrows drew together. “I fear I don’t have anyone by that name.”Right, I almost forgot she never uses her real name when making reservations. Due to some crazy-ass ex-boyfriend of hers, she started using aliases to hide from them should they stalk her at any point.“What about Holly Golightly? Or Marilyn Monroe? Those are her go-to,” I said with a chuckle.The man looked again and smiled as he tapped the book, “There she is. Follow me, please.”He escorted me to the table she was seated at, and she smiled and stood upon seeing me. She stretched out her arms, saying, “Twinny!”I smiled and hugged her back before we took our seats.“Still using the aliases?”“I
Harrison POVThe girls chatted, and I cooled off after my slight panic at Holly's suggestive questioning to Rhett, who I noticed had been nearly completely silent this whole time.“You good?” I asked.“Sure. Why?”“You’ve barely said anything.”“I’ve been enjoying our company,” he said with a smile across the table at the girls, who were still deep in their own conversation.“Carefully making sure she doesn’t say the wrong thing?” I mumbled so that only he could hear, and he nodded his head to me. “I’m sorry,” I whispered.He whispered back, “It’s just Holly being Holly.”“Yes?” she asked suddenly from the other side of the table.Rhett had a quick comeback ready, asking her, “What are you gonna wear to the wedding? And do you have a date?”Holly smirked, knowing we were talking about her. “No date; I'm freshly single. And I hadn’t given it much thought yet. How fancy is the wedding? Do I need to buy something new or can I reuse my homecoming dress for it?”Rebecca chuckled. “I suppos
Harrison POVI decided that Milo was my best contact to help me organize the bachelor party, so I've been in contact with him this past two weeks trying to organize things. Milo is in charge of invites of people from their office, and I'm calling up some old buddies of ours from our Hype Boys days.Holly has also been an incredible help. After the whole thing at lunch with her double-meaning remarks and my tough-love chat with her afterward, she is helping me get everything set up for the party.It’s Saturday now - the day of the party - and Jeff allowed me to reserve the bar for the day to get everything ready. Holly stopped by since she doesn’t have work today, and we’re setting up the place now. We have karaoke set up, matching sunglasses for photo ops for everyone who shows, personalized shot glasses for Rhett, every liquor available at the bar, and I secretly got my hands on some shrooms just in case the party needed more of a pick-me-up. I had to take a little test of the produc
Rhett POVI knew by the time that I had been pulled up from my bed that this was all Harrison and Milo. That coconut shampoo couldn’t get past me even if it tried. Not to mention that he fucking locked my apartment behind us! It was comical, really, but I humored them as best I could by attempting to yank my arms away from them and kick every few steps. I’m not sure if they knew that I could see downward and out of the opening of the cloth around my head, and that’s when I recognized the shoes. Harrison has been wearing the same pair of shoes for years, and it amused me to see them. We climbed some steps, and I noticed the changing colors around my feet and the various other shoes of other party-goers as we made our way through the vehicle.I couldn’t help my smile and I slowly shook my head as they pushed me down to sit. Harrison pulled the bag off my head and I could feel the static from my hair following the cloth as the cool, fresh air surrounded me. He presented me with a beer a
Harrison POVThe night was going flawlessly so far, and I was exceedingly proud of everything! Holly was the one to find the strippers, and I must say that she did an extraordinary job with them! Their police outfits were classic, there were two of them, and one blonde and one brunette? Genius!A lap dance is a crucial part of a bachelor party, in my opinion, so this part had to be perfect. I didn’t expect it to turn on and inspire Milo, though. He had been taking it easy with his drinking. Apparently, the French aren’t used to getting super drunk super fast, so Rhett and I had given him a shot of something stronger once we got to The Lock Box and told him, “Welcome to America. Drink up.”We had stayed nearby to watch Rhett enjoy himself a little, and suddenly Milo started touching me seductively and grinding his member against the back of my leg. I laughed at his attempts, which seemed silly because he’s a bit shorter than me. I guess the shot and slow sips of wine earlier had finall
Rebecca POVSince most of my friends are new moms or freshly tied down, they're all fairly tired, so I decided to have a calmer bachelorette party. My girlfriends and I are having a night in with drinks and dinner instead of going clubbing or doing anything too wild. My bridesmaids consist of Christie, Madison, Alaina, and Joi. Christie and Madison have been my best friends for as long as I can remember. Alaina and I met in college and she currently works at Hoshiko Enterprises, Joi is my cousin, whom I also consider to be like a sister to me. We sat down on the ground, surrounding the coffee table and leaning back on the base of the couches as we laughed and shared stories. “You know, Becks,” started Joi, “it was crazy to hear about your engagement. You’ve always been so independent that it’s honestly kind of hard for me to see you tied down to someone.” The other girls nodded their heads in agreement with her, each of us holding a glass of red wine.
*SMUT WARNING*Rhett POVThe look in his eyes as he stared at me after the body shot was the most seductive thing I had seen from him in the last ten years. He bit his lip, and I sucked harder on the lime instantly at the sight of it.Milo came up from behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. He said, “Whoa, you boys were hot! Can I go next?”“Actually,” Harrison said to him with a slightly strained voice as he sat up on the counter, “I think the alcohol is starting to really go to my head and it’s making me a little dizzy. I think I need to take a breather.” He hopped down and grabbed his shirt before walking over to the staircase that led to his studio apartment upstairs.My body was no longer in control, and I followed him.He had stopped just near the steps and leaned back on the wall, away from any prying eyes as he was trying to catch his breath again. His eyes were closed as I watched him breathe deeply, his chest rising and falling. I watched h
*SMUT WARNING* Harrison POVI knew exactly how Rhett liked it. I knew how the hot-and-cold sensation always got him off, so I began bobbing my head all the way back and then all the way forward, taking all of him into me, causing me to slightly gag.“Oh, fuck,” he kept saying between moans.His moans were like music to my ears, and I only wanted them to keep going. I let one of my hands stroke him whenever I bobbed my head away from him and had the other hand seductively playing along his thigh, feeling the dark hairs that I always loved so much rub against my big hands.I felt his leg tremble, and then heard him whine, “Not yet.”I stood back up after hearing that, knowing he didn’t want to finish just yet, but feeling pleased with myself knowing that he was about to. He was panting for breath, his gorgeous, muscular chest heaving in front of me.“Hands on the wall,” he said, and I quickly obliged.Taking a step to the side and placing my palms agai
Harrison POV*One year later*The front door to the bar opened and in came my favorite person; Rhett Langely, AKA my boyfriend. His arms flexed in his white tank and made him look yummy as he carried in a box of glasses for me. We were getting ready for the opening of my very own bar: Hype. After Rhett’s promotion with Hoshiko Enterprises, we moved in together and still had enough money to buy a building and turn it into my dream bar. Rebecca furnished it and made sure that the overall feel of the place was good with her mad skill of interior design. She said that the dark browns that were in The Lock Box didn’t suit my vibe, so she chose a lighter color palette for Hype; the tables were a blond wood, the seats were blue, the chandeliers were multicolored, and there were color-changing LED lights behind all the liquor on the back wall.Holly designed the posters and handled all social media and promotional advertising. She’s fully healed and back to her wild self after her hospital
Harrison POV What. The fuck. Just happened?! Rebecca said no at the altar! Holy fucking shit! My mind was all over the place and my jaw was on the floor, along with everyone else's as we watched her walk away and through the doors. I looked at Rhett to see how he was doing and noticed that he was smiling while he watched her retreating figure. What the fuck was happening right now?! He turned to me with an expectant smile, and I panicked. “Am I missing a cue or something? Holly didn’t tell me what to do if this happens at a wedding. What does the best man do in this scenario?” He grabbed my hands and pulled me to the altar with him. He answered, “You kiss the groom.” He cupped my face and pulled me into the most passionate, loving kiss I had ever felt, and I knew at this moment that Rhett was finally mine. All these years of friendship, bottled feelings, and buried emotions all let loose into this moment in front of all these people. Gasps could be heard throughout the room, bu
Rebecca POV It was the day after our bachelor/bachelorette parties, and I was nursing a slight hangover when my dad showed up at the condo. “What are you doing here, dad?” “I wanted to speak to you about something.”I invited him in, and we sat on opposite couches. I sat with my legs crossed and a blanket around my shoulders as I sipped on some tea to help my head. Dad leaned forward and placed his elbows on his knees, tapping the tips of his fingers together as he mustered the courage to tell me whatever it was he came here to talk about. “Is something wrong, dad?”He took a deep breath and didn’t answer yes or no. “Something has come to my attention,” he started. “One of the employees of Hoshiko Enterprises that attended Rhett's bachelor party… live-streamed certain parts of it.”I chuckled. “It’s okay, dad. I told him he could have strippers there.”“It wasn’t the strippers that were troubling.” I remained silent and let him continue, “At one point, the men were doing body sho
Rhett POV I was practically in a daze as the other groomsmen came into my room and helped me get ready. I thought Harry would be here, and I wish I hadn’t scared him away. I just wanted another tender moment with him, but the look on his face was a look I hope to never see again. I had hurt him, treated him like a plaything, taking him at my convenience and never truly admitting what I was feeling to him. He deserved better than me. Far better.Milo didn't let me have another drink to calm myself down after I spilled the first one, so I was empty handed, sober, and overwhelmed with emotions as the other groomsmen talked amongst themselves.The groomsmen were lounging carelessly around the room, now and then they would share words of wisdom (from those married) and sexually explicit advice (from those single) for the honeymoon that nearly made me cringe. My parents stepped into the room just in time to stop one of the guys from going further into detail about the most difficult posit
Harrison POV I had to leave the room and let the other groomsmen help Rhett finish getting ready and into a new shirt. Ever since he asked me to be his best man I was imagining helping him with his cufflinks and smiling with him at the altar as we watched his bride walk down the aisle. Now, I’m not so sure.How dare he make a move on me like that! And doing it an hour before he’s supposed to get married! I just kept thinking of Rebecca and how heartbroken she would be if she found out anything about Rhett and me. I imagined her in her dressing room, standing in front of the mirror with a smile on her face as her bridesmaids fixed her veil around her shoulders and straightened her train. My eyes watered at the thought. I can’t stand the thought of her getting hurt, but what am I to do? I can’t go to her and tell her that her groom and I fucked at his bachelor party and that he made another move on me just minutes before they were supposed to say “I do.” I can’t do that to her, but I
Rhett POVI stood in front of the floor-length mirror with a drink in my hand and barely recognized myself. This was who my parents always wanted me to be, not who I truly am. They wanted me to be a successful, career-driven man with a doting woman on his arm. The person in the mirror looked about right to be that person. Honestly, I don’t know who I want to be, but it sure as hell isn’t this guy in the mirror. I sighed, and heard a voice behind me say, “That’s not a happy sigh.” I turned and smiled at Harrison, looking handsome in his suit. I was yet to put on my jacket and was just in my white button-down and suit pants. We had time before the wedding started.“Nervous?”I nodded my head without a word. “Don’t be. Today will go perfectly. Everything looks beautiful and is set to perfection. What your feeling is just the wedding jitters; everyone gets them.”He came into the room and sat on the couch after unbuttoning his suit jacket. I admired him through the mirror.“Harry… do y
Harrison POVAfter my moment of awful reflection and wondering what life would be like without Rhett, I woke up feeling renewed and ready to watch Rhett begin his life with someone new. I know our friendship is strong enough now that nothing could break our bond, and I was finding it easier to push my feelings to the side. If Rhett could be happy with someone else, then so can I, and I’m excited to find that person.I got ready in my suit and headed over to the venue hours before the wedding was supposed to begin. I’ve never been to a wedding before, but I’ve watched enough movies to know that the bridal party was supposed to show up and be supportive and enthusiastic for the bride and groom as they got ready, so I got ready to hype him up.Valet parked my car and I didn’t hesitate to give them my keys this time. I walked in and immediately went to check out the room where the wedding was set to be. Rebecca had told me how the venue would look and showed me the room it was set to be
Harrison POV I’ve questioned once or twice what would have happened if I never had that summer in the lake house with Rhett. I questioned myself: how long would it have taken for me to discover my sexuality? I always knew I was attracted to boys, but would I wait until college to finally date one? *My parents split ways when my sister and I were seventeen years old and still yet to graduate from high school. Dad left, so mom took care of us for the rest of the year until we were officially adults and could handle ourselves. My best friend and I continued our senior year of high school as the Hype Boys as usual, pumping up people before sporting events and making people smile as we always have. There were whispers since I was considered to be good-looking but never had a girlfriend, but I brushed the comments aside throughout the rest of the year. Rhett and I went to different colleges; his parents paid for him to attend a university while I went to a community college in town, on
Rebecca POV The night before my wedding, I lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling, letting my friend’s comments from my bachelorette party run around in my mind. It just seemed like everyone my age was settling down and starting families, and that day that I saw Rhett I had been wondering if I would ever have that. Maybe I thought the stars were aligning and the universe was telling me yes, it will happen, and here’s who it should happen with, but what if I’m wrong? What if I hadn’t come back and introduced myself to Rhett that next day?*I was passing out the yummy treats that I had made the day before at the office. The floor I'm on right now is where one of my best friends, Alaina, works, and I always love our little catch-ups. The basket I was holding began to slip out of my hold and was too big for me to catch one-handed, and ended up falling to the floor. “Oh, no!” I got down on the floor and began picking up what had fallen out. A set of large hands came into sight and h