"Where is he?" I ask Victoria. She shrugs. We've been waiting for an hour for the Best Man to come. I look at Mason and he shrugs. I get up and walk to the bathroom. I smooth down my skirt. I wore a grey skirt with a green blouse and high top Vans.

I sigh and look at myself in the mirror. My hair is crazy because it's humid out and raining. It always rains. I don't live in a particularly big city. There's around 231,000 people It's heavily forested and towards richer neighborhoods there can be several miles between houses.

I brush my bangs out of my face and sigh. I walk back to the table and sit down. I look down at my phone and Mason gets up. He hugs someone and I look up.

I groan when I see who Mason's hugging. "Colton, what the fuck are you doing here?" I stand up and glare at him.

"You two know each other?" Victoria asks.

"That's the asshole I was telling you about. The one that felt me up in Biology," I say. Colton just smirks.

"Hey, honey, I didn't know you were matching me today," Colton says. I frown and look at him.

"What the fuck are you talking about? And if you call me honey again I'll cut off your balls with a scalpel in Bio," I tell Colton.

"We match," Colton tells me. I look at him and realize that he has on grey pants and a green shirt. I have a grey skirt and a green blouse. I open my mouth but Victoria cuts me off. 

"How do you know Mason, Colton?" she asks.

"We're cousins," Colton says boredly. He's taken a seat on my side of the booth. He pats the seat next to him and I sit down.

"Why were you so late?" I ask Colton. His foot taps mine.

"Mason called me. I was at home," he says. His foot keeps tapping mine.

"Stop kicking me," I hiss at him. I slam my heel into his foot.

"No," he hisses back.

"Yeah, but my best man canceled and he was gonna be one of my groomsmen," Mason explains.

"Oh, what happened to Jeremiah?" Victoria asks. Mason coughs.

"He uh, was hungover," Mason says.

"Is it really  a good idea for Jeremiah to be your Best Man?" she asks him. Colton's foot keeps tapping mine. I shoot him a look. "It seems like he's either drunk or hungover," she adds.

"Yeah, uh, I should rethink that a bit," Mason says. He grins at Colton. "Colton, you're my new Best Man," he says.

"What? No, he-he can't be-" I start, but Colton cuts me off.

"I accept." I glare at him and he smirks.

"So, what are we doing today?" I ask Victoria.

"We're going to look at a place. We'll be looking at a lot of them. About fifteen, actually. We've already selected all of the venus. But you guys have to come with us and help us select the one," Victoria says. I nod and keep glaring at Colton.

"Stop fucking kicking me," I tell him. His lips curl into a smile. Our food comes and Colton frowns.

"Why don't I have anything?" he asks me.

"Because you were late," I tell him. He starts eating some of my fries. I shove the plate at him. "Here, I'm not hungry anymore."

He takes it and starts eating. His foot has finally stopped tapping mine. I'm practically falling out of the seat trying to get away from him. "How are you the Maid of Honor?" Colton asks me.

"Victoria's my best friend," I tell him.

"How do you know her?" he asks.

"She's a surgical resident and my parents work at the hospital so I'm always there," I say. I play with a straw.

"A hospital? That's a bit odd," he says. "Why so you spend your time in a hospital?"

"Because I want to. At least I don't go around having sex with anyone that has a vagina," I say. "You're such a fucking pig."

He just laughs and says, "There's a long list of people. Just wait until you sign up." I want to stand up and make a big scene but Victoria's eyes plead me not to.

"That's never going to happen. Stop playing fucking footsie with me!" I say. Colton just smirks. They finish eating and Colton pays for my food.

"So, what place are we touring today?" I ask as we walk to our cars. Victoria smiles.

"There's a reception hall, about an hour from here," Victoria says. "I'll ride with Mason and you can give Colton a lift."

"Um, I don't think so," I say.

"I took a cab here, I need a ride. Please, I'll be good," Colton says. He makes his eyes go wide and fill with vulnerability.

"No-" I start. But Colton's already walking to my car.

"Can I drive?" he calls to me.

"No," I  say. I hip check him out of the way. I get in the car and he gets in too. He turns on the radio and stares out the window. I look at him and realize that his hair is more messy and less gelled. "What happened to your hair gel?" I ask him.

"Didn't have time," he says. His hair is messy, like just got out of bed messy, but it works. It's messy in a neat way.

Oh, Jesus, listen to the way I sound.

"Yeah, I'm sure," I say.

"Did I do something to make you dislike me?" Colton asks. I laugh and turn to him.

"I just don't like you. I don't like the way you use girls and I don't like the way you think you're such hot shit," I tell him.

"Hey! I use those girls just as much as they use me-"

"Ew! I don't want to know that! Stop talking. I'm sorry I said anything," I say. He kind of laughs.

We drive for the next few minutes in silence. And then I feel his hands brush my chest. "What the fuck are you doing?" I ask him. He unbuttons the buttons on my blouse. He only does the top three. Anymore and I would have been popping out. "What...what are you doing?" I ask him.

I'm not particularly coherent when he's touching me. "I'm finding your heart," Colton says. He grins at me. I look away from him and back at the road.

"Do you even know what a real heart looks like?" I ask him. He traces the outline of a heart on my chest. "Uh, that's not it." I look at him. "But really? That's what you think?"

"I like your bra," he says.

"You can't see my-" I cut myself off when I look from his angle. And he totally can see my bra. "Never mind. After this, I'm going to show you what a real human heart looks like."

I go back to driving and slap his hands off of me. We get to the place a bit later. It's a small place with a big field that's pretty. I look at Victoria and she's frowning as we walk around.

"What are you thinking?" I ask her.

"I'm not feeling it," she says. She looks at Mason.

"Me neither," he says.

"So, now what?" Colton and I ask at the same time. We look at each other.

"Uh, I'm not sure. But we could see what events are happening here. There might be a carnival or a haunted house or something," Victoria says. Mason looks at his phone.

"There's a carnival with a haunted house," he says. I smile.

"Let's do it. I love haunted houses," I say. I jerk a thumb at Colton and say, "But you better not shit your pants."

"What if I really have to go and I can't hold it?" Colton asks me. His green eyes are too fucking pretty, And then he has those damn dimples.

"Do you really want to find out?" I ask him.

"If it involves you touching my ass, then yes," he says. I groan in disgust.

"Why are such a fucking pervert?" I ask him. He stares at my ass.

"I love your pet names for me." He smirks. "They're a turn on." I groan and flick his forehead.

"Get your mind out of the fucking gutter," I tell Colton. He just grins.