“I wanted you for my brother,” I assured her. “And I’m so glad you’re going to be mine.” “But you gotta be sweet to the one you already have.” She frowned again. “He better shape up, because if he ruins my wedding… so help me God, I will ruin him permanently.” “Okay, now you’re gettin’ a little spooky.” I chuckled. “Oh Jory.” She sighed. “I just love you. Come with me.” And I did.
