See You Again (Wishful 8)

The ’Berg: Everything worth knowing in Wishful.

Oh God. Their Vegas wedding was posted on the town’s gossip blog. This was a disaster for Sandy. Everyone would know about their hasty marriage. What would this do to her reputation as mayor? He had to do something.

“Shut it down,” he commanded Louis. “Whatever it takes. I don’t care if you have to cut off power to the whole damned town until you can get it gone.”

“But sir, the internet is forev—”

Trey didn’t hear the rest as he bolted for City Hall, already noticing the eyes following him, the pointing fingers.

Damn it. Damn it. He didn’t wa

nt this for her. He’d been trying to respect her wishes on this at least. How the hell had they gotten hold of the video?

Trey raced past old Jerry Noble at the metal detector.

“Mr. Peyton?”

“Sorry, Jerry. Gotta see the Mayor.” He bypassed the elevator and sprinted up the stairs.

Avery looked up, startled as he hit the vestibule. “Mr. Peyton. Good morning. She’s—”

He burst into Sandy’s office.

“—in.”

From her desk, his wife looked up, eyes going wide. “Trey.”

He shut the door in Avery’s face. He’d apologize to her later. They needed privacy for this. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I don’t know how it happened. The video was supposed to be locked in my safe. But I swear to you my lawyers and I will put a stop to this. I don’t care what they say about how the internet is forever. I’ll find a way to get this cleaned up.”

She just blinked at him. Why didn’t she look more upset? Oh, dear God. Did she not know about it yet?

Sandy rose and came around the desk. “I’m sorry. If I’d known you were going to feel this strongly about it, I never would have leaked the video.”

“Of course, I—Wait.” His whole world came to a screeching halt and flipped upside down. “What?”

“I’m the one who leaked the video of our wedding.”

“You? But…why?”

“I thought it made a statement.”

A statement? It sure as hell did. It told everyone in town that they’d had a quickie wedding in an Elvis wedding chapel.

A beat later, something else sank in: It told everyone in town that they were married.

She’d taken ownership of their marriage. She’d put aside her pride and let everyone in on the truth in the most public way possible.

Her computer chirped.

Trey was still staring at her when she circled back around to check it.

“Oh, Cam’s Skyping me.” She twisted the screen so he could see, then perched on the desk as she answered the call. “Hi, honey! Are y’all enjoying your honeymoon?”

“So not why we called,” Cam said. A fist shot out to thump him in the shoulder. “Ow.”

Norah came into the frame. “We wanted to congratulate you.”

Sandy beamed. “Thank you, sweetheart.”