My Brother's Best Friend(44)

I looked over to Devin and mouthed, “I won.”

He just smiled and nodded his head.

“But there’s more,” Mitchell said.

“More?” I asked.

Mitchell cleared his throat. “We’re…we’re actually married.”

My mouth dropped. “Shut up! You’re not married.”

“Yeah, we kind of are,” Mitch said. “I’m sorry to spring this on you, but we were just walking through the hotel and saw a sign for a wedding and thought it was the perfect time. We had waited so long.”

I looked to Megan, who was biting her lip. I smiled and stepped forward to hug her. “I wish I could have been there, but I’m happy for you. For you both,” I said, hugging Mitchell as well.

“Thanks, Chris, it means a lot to hear you say that,” Megan said, sounding relieved.

“I’ve always been supportive of you,” I said. I looked at Devin. “Have I ever given the impression that I didn’t want to see them together?”

“I’m staying out of this,” Devin said, holding up his hands.

“I was just afraid you would be mad that we went ahead and did it without letting you know. I know you’ve always been happy for us, that’s what made me worried. I didn’t want you to feel left out or anything,” Mitchell explained.

I shrugged my shoulders. “I truly am happy for you. If I eloped, I would hope you would be happy for me too,” I said. “So when are you moving in?” I asked Megan.

“We were hoping to get my stuff from the apartment right now. Could you help us?”

“Sorry, no can do. I have a doctor's appointment in a few minutes. But I’m sure Devin’s free,” I said, turning to look at him.

“Sure, I can help,” he said, stepping forward. “Congratulations, again.” He clamped Mitchell on the back and hugged Megan.

“Okay I’m going to head out, then,” I told them.

“Oh, Christy, before I forget,” Mitchell said. “You’re free tomorrow night, right?”

“If it’s for my birthday dinner, than yes, I’m available,” I said and Mitch looked as though I wasn’t supposed to remember our traditional birthday dinners. “It’s not like we don’t have them every year, Mitch. It’s not a surprise anymore. But thanks for thinking of me. Though, now that you are married, when will you have your honeymoon?”

“We were thinking of going sometime in June or July when the office gets some interns. It’ll be easier to take more time off then.”

I nodded and hugged Megan again. “I really am happy for you. It’s about time, really.”

She smiled and waved goodbye as I walked out to my car.

I arrived at Dr. Stone’s office and waited until I was called inside.

“Christy, did you manage to complete the assignment I gave you?” he asked as I sat down.

I shook my head. “I’ve had a lot of things on my plate recently.”

“Do you want to talk about what’s been going on? You seem a little out of sorts. Something happen recently?”

“Well, Mitch and Megan just came home. They got married in Vegas. Not a huge surprise, considering it’s probably the number one place for spur of the moment weddings.”

“And it bothers you that they got married?”

“No, of course not. I’m thrilled for them.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

I thought for a moment. “Can I ask you another hypothetical question?”

Dr. Stone pursed his lips in that intellectual doctor way I'd gotten used to, probably knowing what I was about to ask was an actual event taking place in my life. For once I didn’t care that he knew the truth. “You may ask me anything you like.”

“Then what if my problem was that I wanted to get married myself. Something that would never happen, I am just wondering what your thoughts are on the matter,” I fibbed.

“Well, I would ask what has brought about this change in you. Just the other week you were hiding behind your brother’s relationship, admitting you were scared to take the leap. What happened between then and now?”

“I’m not saying it happened, but what if I stepped away from their shadow and actually made the leap. I fell, I mean, what if I fell, and now I don’t know what to do?”

“Did this hypothetical person leap with you?”

I shook my head. “What if hypothetically, we were just together for show, I mean we act like we’re together, but it’s not real.”

“I would say what you are doing is dangerous, Christy. You admit, hypothetically of course, that you’ve fallen, that you’ve taken the leap so to speak, but you are unsure of what this other person feels. I would say it’s time to ask him. It’s time to figure out what is really going on. You’ll only get hurt if you let this continue.”