Page 95 of The Worst Best Man

Frankie: It’s my bed!

Aiden: Well, you’re not the only one sleeping in it now.

Frankie: Don’t you think you should have run this by me?

Aiden: And this is how that conversation would have gone. You: No. Me: Yes. You: Fuck you, Aiden. Me: Fine, but it’s going to be on this nice new king-size. You: *has several orgasms on new bed* Okay, we can keep the bed.

Frankie: You’re insane.

Aiden: You’re welcome.

A few seconds later she sent another text. It was a selfie on the new mattress.

Frankie: I’m willing to give this bed and the aforementioned orgasms a shot.

He laughed despite himself. He knew what she needed. He was eager to give it to her. But everything with Frankie was a battle.

He started to type a reply and changed his mind. He’d take a shower and read until he got out of his own head, he decided.

He made it as far as the bedroom before his phone rang.

Frankie.

“Hi,” he answered.

“Hello, secret bed buyer. Where do you even get a king-sized bed and mattress at 10 o’clock at night?” Frankie asked.

“I have a guy,” Aiden joked.

“Are you okay? You sound… off.”

Aiden sat down on the edge of the bed and stretched out. “Nothing I can’t deal with,” he said, flippantly.

There was a pause on her end. “Wanna talk about it?” she offered.

Did he?

“I wouldn’t even know where to start,” he admitted.

“You’re not just patting me on the head and shooing me away so the menfolk can talk business, are you?”

It was exactly the kind of behavior Ferris treated his wives to.

“Gorgeous, you know more about business than I do.”

She laughed huskily, and it went straight to his chest. “Let’s hope my Corporate Social Responsibility professor thinks like you do. So, what happened?”

“My dad came over tonight.”

“Hmm, not enough information for me to make snap judgements and offer unwarranted advice. Keep going.”

Aiden covered his eyes with his free hand and soaked in the sound of her voice.

“He announced that he’s retiring at the end of the month.”

“Holy shit. Stepping down as chairman of the board?”

“Walking away from everything. Oh, and he and my stepmother are getting a divorce.”