He ignores me. “I was supposed to be your best man.” He leans past me to glare at Logan. “You realize this means when Wellsy and I have a wedding, you’re not best man number one anymore. I’m giving it to Dean. Dean, Tucker, then you.” Logan leans forward too. “No, you’re not. It’s going to be me first.” Garrett sighs. “It’s going to be you first.”
