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wrong, I tell you. Wrong, wrong,
wrong
.”
    Cameron and Will laughed at his running commentary as they led him into the tiny cabin they called home. Will had lit the woodstove, so the space was warm and cozy and immaculate, thanks to the hours they’d spent the night before cleaning in preparation for her dad’s arrival.
    She’d been a nervous wreck about making everything perfect, working until well past midnight when Will declared that it was as good as it was going to get. He’d picked her up and carried her to bed over her vociferous objections.
    â€œThis is great, you guys,” Patrick said as he looked around at their home. “I love it.”
    Will took Patrick’s bag up the ladder to the loft.
    â€œThat’s your penthouse for the evening,” Cameron said, pointing.
    â€œLooks good to me.”
    Cameron went to him and hugged him. “Thanks for being such a good sport about everything.”
    He returned her embrace. “I have no idea what you were expecting.”
    She looked up at him and rolled her eyes dramatically, making him laugh. “Are you hungry?”
    â€œStarving.”
    â€œMolly and Lincoln are coming for dinner.”
    â€œI can’t wait to see them,” Patrick said of his Yale University classmate. It had been Lincoln’s idea to hire his old friend’s daughter to build a website for the store, which is what had brought her to Butler in the first place.
    â€œDinner is already in the oven,” Will said of the lasagna they’d made themselves.
    â€œSmells amazing,” Patrick said.
    â€œHow about a beer?” Will asked.
    â€œI’d never say no to that.”
    While they waited for Will’s parents to arrive, they sat on the sofa with beers and the crackers and cheese Cameron put out to hold them over until dinner.
    â€œSo talk to me about the wedding plans,” Patrick said.
    Cameron glanced at Will, who gestured for her to have at it. “Everything starts tomorrow afternoon with a rehearsal here followed by the rehearsal dinner at Lincoln and Molly’s.”
    â€œWho’s coming to that?”
    â€œThe wedding party and a few friends.”
    â€œTell me again who’s in the wedding party. I know Lucy is your maid of honor.”
    â€œRight, the others are Emma, Will’s sisters Hannah, Ella and Charley, and Simone is the flower girl.”
    â€œWhat about you?” Patrick asked Will.
    â€œI asked Colton to be my best man since we’re practically marrying sisters,” he said, referring to Lucy, Cameron’s best friend from the city and now Colton’s fiancée. “My other five brothers will be groomsmen along with Troy.”
    â€œThat’s a big wedding party,” Patrick said.
    â€œI know,” Cameron said, “but we couldn’t narrow it down, so we decided to have everyone we wanted.” She shrugged. “This is what happens when you marry into a family of ten kids. Everything is big!”
    â€œTen kids.” Patrick shook his head. “I still can’t believe my old college buddy has
ten
kids.”
    â€œNeither can he,” Will said. “They joke that by the time they figured out what was causing all these kids to arrive, they had ten of them.”
    â€œI can hear him saying that,” Patrick said, chuckling.
    â€œHe also likes to talk about the long, cold winter in Vermont and the lack of things to do,” Cameron added.
    â€œDoes that mean you’re going to have ten kids, too?” Patrick asked.
    â€œOh, hell no!”
    â€œWe’ve agreed to stop at eight,” Will said.
    â€œHe lies.”
    Patrick cringed at the thought. “I sure hope so.”
    â€œI’ve agreed to two, and then we’ll see,” Cameron assured her father.
    â€œI can live with that.” Patrick put down his beer and shifted on the sofa to face them. “So there’s something I wanted to talk to you