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It was. Beautifully staged too–Titus and Pedro, with little Shelly and Tucker on their shoulders, in the very pool it faced.

“Yeah. He did a fantastic job.”

“I can’t wait until Shelly sees it.”

Tucker chuckled. “Yeah. She’s gonna flip.”

* * *

Evan went with a pink tie, shimmering silk, with lighter and darker pink paisleys swirled with leaves and flowers.

“I knew you’d pick that one.”

“It’s fabulous.”

“Shelly gave it to me.”

“I figured.

“You look very sexy. If we had more than an hour to go, I—”

“Nope. Stop. I have to see a man about a blazer. And you need to be with your father. We’ll have plenty of time for monkey sex later.”

“Monkey sex, huh?”

Evan hunched over, furrowed his brow, and grunted. His cuffs were turned up, exposing hairy wrists. He raised them, beating at his chest.

“I expect to see that again later,” Tucker said, pointing while moving backward toward the door. “In that same white shirt and nothing else.”

* * *

Titus was in the guest bedroom getting dressed. Alden was helping him with his cuff links. There was a photographer there as well.

“Looking good, Daddy. That tux is sharp.”

“I was just telling him the same thing,” Alden said.

“Thank you both.”

The photographer took a few shots of Alden and Titus while Tucker dressed quickly. Once he had his shoes on, Titus helped Tucker with his tie, and then stepped back to take it all in.

“You look pretty good yourself, son.”

“Can you put the jacket on, sir?” asked the photographer.

Tucker did so. Both he and Alden flanked Titus in a freestanding full-length mirror. Titus’s suit was black with a navy blue bow tie; theirs opposite, navy with black ties. The photographer snapped a picture of them in the mirror.

“Perfect,” he said.

“Thank you. Could you please get some shots of Pedro down the hall in the master? And Alden, if you don’t mind, I wanna be with Tucker alone for a moment.”

“Of course,” Alden said. “I should probably check on Sheila and the girls. I also need a restroom. Too much coffee.”

Both men left the father and son alone. Tucker removed his jacket and sat on the bed.

“Well,” he said. “The big day is finally here.”

Titus removed his too, joining him. “Yep. P and I have been talking about it for twenty years. I never thought we’d be able to, though, especially here in Georgia.”