Chapter Twenty Six

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Amy Glenn's POV

My phone was ringing.

I could hear it, but I couldn't see the bloody thing anywhere. I started pulling up couch cushions, getting on the floor and looking under the kitchen counter, and opening the cabinets and refrigerator, searching for it.

"Mommy, phone!" Adele called from Brielle's room, where she was spending some time playing tea party with Nana.

"Thank you, sweetie!" I replied, continuing my hunt. Where could it be?

"Hey, Ames, your phone was in my bunk..." A very tired Brighton answered my question, holding it out to me while running a hand through his crazy bed hair.

"Thanks, sweetheart. Now, go back to bed," I encouraged, finally answering the phone. "Hello? Oh, no, Brighton, that is not your..." My friend missed his bunk and walked into the wall that it was built in to, collapsing on the ground. "...bed. Oh, well, you look fine. I'm sorry, who is this, please?" I zoned back in, shaking my head at my bandmate.

"Hey, Amy, this is AJ Tyler," the voice on the other end spoke, a smile evident in the sound. I guess she found Brighton's plight amusing, too.

"Um, hi! To what do I owe the pleasure?" I asked, rearranging the forest green cushions and flopping onto the couch, stroking Tyger's cream and tan fur since he had hopped up beside me.

"Well, actually, there's two things. I have some news and a favor to ask," she sounded hesitant.

"What is it?" I asked. I already knew I would do whatever she wanted. It's not every day that AJ Tyler rings you and asks for a favor.

"Well, the news is that Justin and I are getting married."

"Are you serious?! Congratulations! I'm so excited for you!" I exclaimed, just as Meth walked onto the bus. He raised an eyebrow at me and I motioned for him to fix Brighton, who was still lying on the floor in the hallway.

"Thank you! I'm excited, too!" She laughed, probably used to the reaction. "Now, the favor. Would you guys be willing to play at our wedding?"

My jaw dropped.

"Um, Amy? Hello? Are you still there...?"

"Of course we will play at your wedding!" I shouted into the phone, extremely overeager. "Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scream..."

"It is totally okay!" She replied brightly. "Thank you so, so much! Lexxi will contact you with the details; she's the maid of honor. I definitely owe you one!"

"Not at all! It would be an honor! Now go on and tell everybody else on your contact list that you are finally tying the knot," I teased, letting her go. We exchanged goodbyes and then I hung up the phone. "Meth, I think I am dreaming..."

The most amazing man in the world strode over to me, cupped my face in his calloused hands, and pressed a rough kiss to my lips, leaving me breathless. He pulled back and looked deep into my pale blue eyes with his laughing ones.

"Yeah, you just might be," he winked.

"Meth!"


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