The Trouble With Us: A Second Chance Love Triangle (The Forbidden Love 2)

“You did it!” Aunt Adriana cheers. “Next, you’ll be a soccer mom driving a mini-van. Just make sure to wear underwear.”

Uncle Julian rolls his eyes beside her. “Please do not listen to my overly-dramatic wife. Congratulations, the ceremony was perfect.”

Andy and Jessa both hug me at the same time.

“How did we get from the Hamptons to here?” Andy questions while Jessa pokes him in the arm. He scowls, only to dig his own hand into her ribcage.

“True love?” I respond with a spirited smirk. “Don’t worry, you two, now that my love life is sorted, I can help you with yours.”

“I’m off to Brazil with Dad.” Andy winks.

Jessa lowers her gaze. “And I’m kind of seeing someone on campus.”

“You are?” Andy blurts out, then straightens his shoulders.

“It’s new.” Jessa plays it off while I stand here in amusement, watching them. “We met through a mutual friend, but it turns out we have a few classes toget

her.”

Andy’s demeanor changes. I’ve known him my whole life, so I know he is annoyed by the revelation. His eyes do this glassy stare thing when he cocks his head to the side, and his lips press into a hard line, though he will never admit it even if I probe him.

Eric and Tristan bump their way in, making a scene. I haven’t seen Tristan in a while, but he still looks as handsome as the Hollywood star who graces our screen.

“Congratulations, gorgeous.”

“Thank you, Tristan.”

Beside him, Eric is waving his hand across his eyes, trying not to cry.

“Now you listen here, missy, I’m going to say this one time, and one time only. The true key to marriage is morning blowjobs.”

Tristan shakes his head with disappointment while I try not to laugh.

“In most divorce cases, the women never even swallowed!”

“Jesus Christ, Eric,” Nikki complains as she appears beside him. “You have no data to back that up despite you saying you do.”

“I gotta agree with him, babe,” Uncle Rocky argues with a playful grin. “Most of my divorced buddies say the same thing.”

“Well, count yourself lucky you’re not part of the men’s divorce club, but after this weekend, I wouldn’t be surprised if circumstances change,” Nikki notes in dark amusement, then turns her attention to me, holding onto my hands with a proud smile. “This was always meant to be, couldn’t have asked for a more perfect daughter-in-law plus hopefully one day partner at the firm.”

“Yeah,” Will’s younger brother, Beau, comes up beside his mom. “Best sister-in-law ever. Do I get exclusive pick at your single hot friends now?”

I laugh, leaning in for a hug. “Wait in line, Andy and Nash claim first place.”

“Bastards,” he complains, jokingly. “I hate being the youngest.”

Uncle Rocky pushes his son out of the way. “Come here you.” He throws me into one of his big bear hugs. “Get me those grandbabies. I’m waiting to get my GILF on.”

“For the love of God, Dad,” Will says behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Don’t even start with that.”

“Grandfather, I’d like to fuck?” Luna’s eyes widened in disgust from where she stands. “That’s next level creepy.”

“It’s next-level disgusting,” Beau tells his dad. “Mom needs to put a leash on you.”

“She already does, son.” Uncle Rocky winks in delight.

I cover my mouth to control my laughter when my parents finally have a moment with me. With Will behind me accepting congratulatory hugs from the rest of our family, I take a moment to admire them both. Dad is wearing an almost identical tuxedo to Will’s, and Mom is dressed in a beautiful emerald-green satin gown with her hair parted to the side, just above her shoulders.