Marcus

Chapter Fifty Seven

Marcus ~

Marcus opened a text from Caroline as he sat at the bar with the rest of the guys.

Caroline: I told the girls. Couldn't help myself.

Marcus chuckled and raked his hand down his face as he shook his head.

This is going to become a big ordeal now that Lexi and the girls are involved.

"What's so funny, Mac?" Slater asked.

Marcus sighed and took a sip of his beer before he spoke.

"Well I guess I better go ahead and tell you before your phones start blowing up with texts from the girls."

All heads swiveled in Marcus' direction, waiting for him to elaborate.

"You gonna make us guess?" Kincaid asked impatiently.

"Caroline and I made some big plans at eleven."

Marcus started, but paused trying to find the right words.

"Is this your way of telling us you're gonna lose your virginity tonight? Because I'm here for it." Pierce joked, making a cheers motion with the mouth of his beer.

"Fuck off hollywood, let the man speak." Gunner said, throwing a playful elbow into Pierce's side.

"We're uh, meetin at a wedding chapel at 11...ready to make up for lost time and make this shit official."

"Shut your damn mouth." Pierce said with shocked excitement on his face.

"You serious brother?" Declan said with a wide grin.

"Never been more serious." Marcus confirmed.

"No fucking way." Caleb said, clapping his hands together.

"Hell, that only gives us four hours." Logan said, looking down at his watch.

"You got a ring?" Declan asked.

"Considering I just came up with this idea an hour ago...no."

"Well that needs to be our first stop then. Anyone know shit about jewelry? Dec? Nate? You guys have done this before." Caleb said, trying to formulate a plan of action.

"I got my mom and Lexi help me pick out Claire's ring." Nate chuckled.

"And I went with Kincaid and two of his sisters to pick out Lexi's ring." Declan added. "Ice call Emma or Cam."

Kincaid pulled his phone from his pocket and put it up to his ear.

"I'm gonna call Emma - she's nicer," Kincaid said with a laugh.

"Hey M&M, listen, the boys and I need a favor real quick...what? No Grayson's not here..." Kincaid scrunched his face in confusion as he said the words and missed the knowing grins that were passed around the bar.

"We need help picking out a wedding ring for Mac's girl."

Emma was obviously talking because Kincaid was listening intently.

"...mmhmm...okay...what the fuck is that? Hold up lemme ask." 

"She got a pin-ter-est?" Kincaid asked in confusion.

"The fuck is that?" Marcus grumbled, arching a brow at Kincaid.

"Never mind...that's a Negative, Em." Kincaid said into the phone.

Kincaid nodded with his brows furrowed, taking in all the information that his sister was giving him.

"She said you gotta decide if you want to do an engagement ring wedding ring set or just a simple band."