you?â
Caught red-handed. She forced a tight smile. âNo, I havenât. I was just using the restroom.â She wanted to make it clear she hadnât been in the sitting room with Liam, just in case Emily found him in there. âSorry.â
âItâs all right. Itâs time to make the toasts, and since heâs the best man, we need him.â
Aubrey was still a bit surprised that Evan had chosen Liam for the role, especially when he had several other candidates, from his brother Kyle to his adoptive brother, Derek, to his sisterâs fiancée, Dylan, to his brother-in-law, Sean. Any of them would have been a far more obvious choice. Since their brotherâs suicide, Liam was the lone holdout to supporting Alexâs legacy.
Alex had left his six siblings and adoptive brother a monastery for them to renovate and operate as a premier hotel and restaurant, the crown jewel in their familyâs chain of popular brewpubs. One by one, theyâd each accepted the role Alex had set out for them. Everyone except Liam. His younger brother, Hayden, didnât count. Heâd initially taken a major part in the project until his lifelong dream of making wine in France had come to fruition last year.
Hayden had a very good reason for leaving, while Liam had nothing but selfish arrogance keeping him away.
Aubrey wanted to get out of the hallway before Liam emerged from the sitting room. Sheâd had quite enough of him for one day.
Yes, keep telling yourself that. Keep reminding yourself that he hasnât shown the slightest interest in anything more permanent than getting together for sex and a good time. Sure, you laugh together and share some things in common, but every moment you spent with him was temporary. Fleeting. Do whatever you have to in order to keep him from settling into your heart.
L IAM STOOD NEAR the massive fireplace in his parentsâ great room and watched Aubrey laugh with her date. Stuart the Accountant was tall, broad-shouldered, and bearded. Truth be told, he looked more like a lumberjack than an accountant. And he was completely entranced by Aubrey. But who wouldnât be? She was stunning.
Her brows were perfectly crafted to draw attention to her sultry hazel eyes, and she wore just enough makeup to accentuate the elegant line of her cheekbones and the suppleness of her lips. Her red hair was twisted up, baring her long and graceful neck. She wore a dark green fitted dress and black heels. She was sleek and sexy, but he knew that as great as she looked dressed, she looked even better undressed.
Scowling, he turned away and strode into the kitchen to refill his beer at the tap. He found his brother Kyle and his brother-in-law, Sean, doing the same.
âHey,â Kyle said. âNeed a refill? Seanâs doing duty.â
Liam walked around the bar to where Kyle was standing opposite Sean, who was behind the tap. âBeer me.â He slid his empty pint glass emblazoned with both the Archer logo and Evanâs and Alainaâs names and the date of their marriage across the bar to Sean. Guests would take home a pint glass and a growler of special-edition beer Dad had just managed to brew in time. This had been a relatively quickie wedding, since Alaina was pregnant.
âHard to believe so many of us are married or getting married.â Kyle shook his head with a bemused smile.
âIncluding you,â Liam said. âI canât believe youâre monogomizing, let alone getting married.â
âMonogomizing?â Sean asked, his British accent giving the made-up word gravitas. He handed Liam his refilled glass.
Liam took the beer and brought it to his mouth. âWhat else would you call it?â He sipped the IPA. âBefore Maggie, Kyle didnât do girlfriends.â
Sean sipped his beer. âYou donât really either, from what I can tell.â
âOh, Liam does girlfriendsâfor three to six months