“Have you been drinking?” I giggle.
“Have you?” Liam grins wide. “You taste like champagne. And you look fucking gorgeous. Damn, how did I get so lucky?” He wraps my hands around his waist and pulls me in closer.
I lean forward. “That’s a very good question, and you just might get lucky later. Keep the tux on when we get back to the cabin so I can rip it off with my teeth.”
“It’s a rental, so no ripping.” He chuckles and narrows his eyes. “What did you tell your parents?”
“What you told me to tell them a few weeks ago. That I’d be fucking my boyfriend all weekend and staying with him.”
For a second, he stills and his mouth falls open. “You did not.”
I shrug and pretend to walk away, but he gently loops his arm around my waist and stops me.
“Mads, I haven’t seen your dad yet. He’ll strangle me with his bare hands, send me to hell, and then I won’t be able to be Mason’s best man.”
Grinning, I stand on my tiptoes and kiss his scruffy jaw. “I told them I was staying with one of Sophie’s friends this weekend. Which technically, you are, so I didn’t even have to lie.”
“And they didn’t ask you which one?” He furrows his brows as if he doesn’t believe it’s this easy to get away with this.
“No. They know not to press me because I’ll tell them to mind their own business and stay out of mine. Plus, my sisters have done so many worse things, at this point, they wouldn’t be shocked by anything. I’ve basically got a Get Out of Jail Free card from the sister who got pregnant before she was married and the other who lived with her boyfriend before marriage. So I pretty much can do no evil.”
“You’re terrible,” he quips.
“Because you made me that way,” I tell him innocently.
Shaking his head, he chuckles. “Oh hell naw. You were like this from the moment I met you. I did zero corruption. In fact, you corrupted me.”
“Mm-hmm.” I smirk. “You sure about that?”
He lifts his hand and shows an inch with his fingers. “Okay, I might be slightly guilty.”
“Liam,” I hear my father say from behind. Liam’s eyes go wide, and he stiffens.
Liam spins around and straightens his shoulders. “Mr. Corrigan, hello.” He holds out his hand, then shakes my father’s. “How are you, sir?”
“Fantastic.” Dad lets go of Liam, then gives me a hug. “Madelyn, darling. You look great.” For a second, I think I see him tear up. “My girls are becoming so grown. Now I feel old.”
“Old? You don’t look a day over forty, Daddy,” I say, and he grins.
“Thanks, sweetie. Must be all those essential oils your mother makes me use,” he says, and before long, we’re being interrupted by Lennon and Hunter, so Liam and I excuse ourselves.
“Do they know we’re dating?” Liam finally asks as he leads me down a private hallway that has a window with the perfect view of the lake.
I bite my lip and shake my head. “I haven’t broken the news to them yet. After the whole wife announcement at Lennon’s house this past summer, and all the things my mother said about how in love you two looked, it seemed awkward to bring up. Plus, they know we all live together. Sophie already mentioned that. Funny enough though, they think Sophie and I share a room, like we’re kids again.”
There’s something in Liam’s expression that I can’t quite place, and it seems as if I hurt his feelings. I don’t want my parents to judge him based on his past because Liam is the love of my life. I want them to accept him as easily as they accepted Hunter or Mason. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I just don’t know how I should act if they don’t know.” He lets out a breath and forces a smile.
“Fine, I’ll tell them right now if that’s what you want. I think we should wait, you know, so they can’t corner you and ask you a million questions.”
Grabbing my hand, Liam pulls me back. “No, that’s not what I want. I understand timing is everything. But I don’t care what they or anyone says, you’re mine.”
“I’m always yours, baby,” I tell him, stealing a kiss.
“What time is it?” he asks, and I realize I need to go back to the dressing room.
“I need to get back to Soph,” I say.
“You should. Love you.” We kiss again, and I pour myself into him.
“Love you too.” I give him a wink before walking away.
By the time I get back to the room, Sophie’s slipping on her dress and Mom and Lennon are helping with the buttons in the back. The photographer is busy taking photos, and once Sophie’s all dressed, I stand in front of her, and we exchange a big hug.