“Jax. Get over here,” my mom says and he walks over, too. My mom hugs him and then she glares at my father until he shakes Jax’s hand.
“Congratulations, amigo,” he says.
“Thanks,” Jax smiles at him and then he puts his arm around me while he holds onto Matthias with the other.
“Oh you three look so adorable together,” my mom says as her eyes fill with tears. My father rolls his eyes but then he catches my eye and winks at me.
“We need some champagne to celebrate,” my mom says.
As we start to walk down the hallway, Jax stops suddenly and we all look at him.
“Fuck!” he whispers.
“What is it?” I ask.
“Who’s going to be my best man?” he frowns.
“Jax!” My mom gives him a nudge on the arm.
“What? This is a serious question, Alana. There are not many people that I like in this world. And my best buddy will be pulling father of the bride duties.”
“I sure will.” My father wraps an arm around my shoulder and we start to walk through the house. “You’re on your own, amigo.”