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in a series of games and activities. Yay.”
Aaron nodded, not taking any side. “I can tell, you are very excited. But
please continue.”
I sent him a look. “The team that collects more points will secure the win
and obtain the Wedding Cup.”
“And is this cup a physical trophy or just a symbolic reward?” Aaron
asked, and I could tell he was trying to take this seriously. Unsuccessfully.
He could barely contain his amusement.
“Listen”—my arms went to my hips in an attempt to make myself look
imposing—“I told you I was not in control of this. I am more of a
representative maid of honor. My cousin Gabi is one of those fitnessobsessed
people, and she organized the whole thing. So, just be glad that you
are not stuck with me on your team.” Picking up my toiletry and makeup
bags, I walked to the modest en suite bathroom as I kept absently filling
Aaron in while I placed all my things on the narrow space available. “I am
not happy about this, okay? If it were for me, we would be at a spa while you
guys went somewhere to do … guy stuff.”
“Guy stuff?” I heard Aaron’s voice coming from the bedroom.
“Yeah, punch your chests, drink beer like it’s the end of your lives, or go
to a strip club. What do I know?” I shook my head, knowing I was being a
little too stereotypical. “But no,” I continued, placing a travel-sized container
of shampoo on the counter. “We couldn’t be so lucky. Funny enough, the one
on board with this thing is Gonzalo. Who would have thought? A stupid
competition over enjoying his last day as a bachelor away from his bride. Not
that I’m shocked. Gonzalo has been crazy about my sister since the moment
he laid eyes on her. So, why would he want to spend a day away from her?”
What they had was the real stuff. Honest, devoted, palpable love. The one
that transcended distance, differences, and obstacles. The kind that was meant
to be written about in books. Thinking of it filled my chest with warmth and
longing for something I didn’t know I’d ever be able to find.
“Anyway, Gonzalo is the Wedding Cup’s biggest cheerleader. And
something tells me, he’ll be more than thrilled when he sees you. He’ll holler
and bro-hug you, and you’ll be his new best friend. I can tell. Gon is so
competitive, always has been, so he’ll be over the moon to have the closest
thing to a freaking Greek god on his team. Straight out of Olympia.” I
snorted.
Aaron did look a little like one of those sculptures. All stoic with smooth