Chapter 19

Epilogue

Corbin Firebrand lived by a code that said he always lent a hand when asked. But his oldest cousin’s ex-wife should probably be the exception to the rule.

He checked the screen on his cell phone one more time before tucking it inside his tux pocket.

“Is that important?” Brax asked.

“It can wait,” Corbin said, trying to play off the stress that was making his blood pressure rise. “What was it you said about hell freezing over before anyone would get you to think about walking down this aisle?”

“When you find the one, you don’t throw it away.” Brax’s grin was practically ear-to-ear.

“Well, you can wipe that ridiculous smile off your face,” Corbin teased. “No one wants to see that silly grin as you walk down the aisle.”

“Hey. What do you have against me being happy?” Brax teased as Adam joined in. “Help me out here. Corbin is giving me a hard time for marrying the woman of my dreams.”

“He’ll understand when he finds it for himself. Before then, there’s no amount of discussion in the world that will help.” Adam threw a friendly elbow into Corbin’s ribs.

What could Corbin say, other than his brother would have made a great soccer player.

Still, he had no idea how both of his brothers could be acquiring balls and chains within weeks of each other.

His cell buzzed again. He checked the screen. The familiar SOS signal caused his chest to squeeze. Liv Holden was sending up the bat signal. Was she even in town?

“Would you look at that,” Adam said to Brax. “The way our brother is studying his cell phone means he might know better than he’s pretending.”

Adam and Brax laughed. Corbin didn’t want to spoil his brothers’ good moods. After all, it was Brax’s wedding day.

When his cell buzzed for the third time, Corbin excused himself. He made it through the ceremony and lunch reception despite checking his phone half a dozen times.

The emergency signal glared at him. Call it cowboy code, but he could no longer ignore the plea for help.

Heaven help him, but he changed his clothes and hopping inside his truck. He could give Liv Holden five minutes and then he needed to make her understand she couldn’t reach out to him ever again.

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