“Don’t you wanna know what it all means?” he asks innocently. “I think you’re going to tell me anyway.” “The kilt was as close to a dress as I’ll go, even for you, and it’s my family kilt. Only worn on special occasions. The T-shirt, because, duh. I think this whole wedding idea is stupid.” “And the water wings?” “I thought you’d never ask.” He looks proud of himself. “They’re to stop me from drowning in all this commitment.”
