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of course the first thing he’d said when Cooper came out to meet him in the driveway was, “So where is this sister?”
Cooper smacked him on the back of the head, and the two of them hugged, sharing a very unmanly moment. Complete with a trace of moisture in both of their eyes.
“It’s great to see you, man,” Tucker said as he patted his brother on the back. “I can’t believe you’re getting married. I didn’t think either of us would ever fall victim to that trap.”
“Wait until you meet Roslyn. You’ll see.”
“If she’s so great, maybe I’ll steal her away from you,” Tucker joked.
“If there was any worry of that ever happening, I wouldn’t be marrying her.” Cooper seemed happy in a way Tucker had never seen before.
“Good for you.”
Tucker followed Cooper into the house, where a tall blond woman was waiting. She was pretty, but he knew his brother wouldn’t fall for someone just because of looks. She had to have something else to win him over.
“Tucker, this is Roslyn. Roz, this is my baby brother.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Tucker. Thanks for coming. I know you’re probably busy back in New York,” Roslyn said with a pleasant smile.
“Not too busy to see my brother get married. Thanks for letting me stay here.”
“It’s no problem at all. We have plenty of room. I thought you and Cooper might want to hang out and catch up before the wedding.”
She seemed genuinely welcoming, and Tucker glanced over at Cooper to see the big smile on his face.
God, these two were so disgustingly happy, he’d probably develop some kind of allergy from overexposure.
“That sounds great,” he said.
“Let me show you to your room,” Cooper said as he took Tucker’s bag and gestured toward the fancy curved stairs. As soon as they were on the second floor he turned to Tucker and said, “Isn’t she amazing?”
“Yeah, she’s great.” How could he tell? They’d spoken a few sentences. She could be a serial killer for all he knew. “Very pretty.”
“I know, but she’s also a great person.”
“Definitely.”
After Tucker unpacked—which took all of six minutes—the three of them played get to know you over dinner. Roslyn was a really good cook.
Soon they were chatting easily, and Tucker realized his brother had made a good choice. Not that anyone had asked for his blessing.
“So tomorrow night is the bachelor party. It’s casual,” Cooper said when they all headed upstairs to go to bed.
“What time?”
“Seven. A car will be coming to pick us up.”
“I’ll be ready. I’m going to go buy a tux in the morning.”
“Do you need help?” Cooper asked, making Tucker grin.
“Are you afraid it’s going to be a sequin jumpsuit?”
“No. I just thought it would be fun to go with you.”
“You want to drive my rental car?” Tucker guessed.
“Yep,” Cooper said quickly. Tucker had splurged on a Corvette for the trip.
“We’ll make a day of it. Get some lunch.”
“Sounds good.”
Tucker and Cooper had a great time the next day. They bonded, spending the afternoon catching up. Cooper drove the car around town and then Tucker suggested they take it on the Parkway.
“Holy shit! It’s almost six. We have to get back; we’re going to be late,” Cooper said when he finally realized the time on the dash wasn’t correct.
“Relax. So we’re a little late. They can’t start without you anyway.”
“Nichole has spent a lot of time making sure this night goes perfectly.”
“I’ll handle Nichole,” Tucker said.
“Please! You couldn’t handle Nichole if you had an army with you.”
“I’m not afraid of her anymore.” There had been a time when that wasn’t true. Maybe even recently.
“We’ll see about that.” Cooper laughed and revved the engine on the way home.
Despite Cooper’s worries, he and Tucker were both dressed and ready when Nichole got there.
Tucker found himself checking her over like he would a normal woman. She was