Nightfall (Devil's Night 4)

Slowly, he turned again and faced the guys, raising his chin and ready for more.

He knew what would happen to him if he broke her heart. He had to know that now, and he was still here.

I glanced at Michael.

“If she says yes,” Michael told him, “and you don’t come through, we will kill you.”

I smiled to myself.

Kai cocked his head. “She deserves a huge wedding at your expense.” He glared at Aydin. “You will invite everyone. You will give her the party of her life and honor her in front of the entire fucking world. Do you hear me?”

He nodded. No hiding her. No shame.

“She deserves a beautiful dress and flowers and a seated dinner with a band,” Will advised, holding up his finger. “Not a DJ. I’m thinking a day wedding. In Boston Common, maybe.”

“Oh, that sounds nice,” Damon cooed, glancing from Will to Aydin. “I like that idea.”

Banks snorted behind her hand, all of us amused at them planning the wedding for him.

“And a honeymoon,” Kai added, “in a private bungalow in the Balinese jungle with first-class service.”

“And you’ll swim with her naked,” Will demanded. “And have candlelit dinners.”

“All right,” Aydin growled, trying to shut them up.

“And you don’t touch her until the wedding night,” Michael told him.

Aydin’s eyes shot up, his spine steeling. “What?”

They all remained silent, standing their ground.

Oh, boy.

“I’ve never even kissed her,” Aydin gritted out. “I want to hold her. I want to—”

“When you’re her husband,” Michael clarified.

I pursed my lips to keep from laughing. They were adorable.

Aydin seethed, and I could tell this would be a far different story if it were just him and Michael. “Fine,” he finally replied.

He started to move around Michael, but Damon spoke up. “And one more thing.”

Aydin stopped. “Jesus, what?”

“Meet us at Sensou tomorrow night. 10 p.m.,” Damon told him.

“Why?”

Damon smirked. “Having Alex means you’re in the family, and there are two ways to get initiated into our gang. If you want to be in ours, you can either be beat in or—”

“Damon!” Rika barked.

The guys started laughing and Damon quieted, looking at Rika like a four-year-old saying “what did I do?”

What? I looked around at all of them, lost. What was he going to say?

“I was just kidding,” he told Rika.