That Wedding: A Small Town, Friends-to-Lovers Romance (That Boy Series Book 2)
That Wedding: Chapter 11

I called Phillip’s parents and told them what I’d planned for this weekend. I even spilled my guts to Phillip’s dad about what had happened at Danny and Lori’s wedding. Seeing as he’d heard the rumors, I thought I’d set the record straight. He was all for me making it up to Phillip.

I’m up at five a.m., which is way earlier than even Phillip usually gets up. I hear the phone ring, and Phillip hits speaker.

His dad’s voice booms into the room. “Son, I hear you’re taking the day off.”

Phillip says groggily, “Uh … what? Who did you hear that from?”

“Your mom.”

“Mom? Why would she … oh no, is she making us do wedding planning? I don’t think JJ is ready for that, and I’d really rather come to work.”

I hear his dad say, “I think you’d better talk to your future bride about that. Have a great day.”

Phillip looks confused when I come into the bedroom and say, “Hey.”

“What’s going on, and why the heck are you up so early?”

“Well, I have a little surprise for you, sweetie.”

“You only call me sweetie when you want your way. We’re doing wedding planning with my mom all day, aren’t we?”

“Nope, but you’d better hurry up and get dressed. We have a flight to catch.”

“A flight? Where are we going? I’m not packed.”

“I packed for you, and we’re going on a Naughty Dream road trip.”

Phillip grins big and wipes the sleep out of his eyes. “Really? So, where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Is it somewhere I dreamed about?”

“I don’t know, honestly, but I think you hoped it’d go differently. And that’s all I’m saying.”

We get to the airport, and of course, he sees where we’re going.

“Cancun, huh?”

“Yeah. You good with that?”

“Oh, yeah. Are we staying somewhere we might have stayed before?”

“We definitely aren’t staying at that dive we stayed at that one year for spring break, but, yeah, we might be.”

“Lori and Danny’s wedding?”

“Bingo. You’re smart.”

“And what are we gonna do there?”

“Probably the same things we did when we were there for the wedding.”

“That wasn’t fun.”

“Well, there might be some new twists to the story this time, but I’ll warn you; just like at the wedding, I got us separate rooms.”

“You’re such a liar.”

“Stop asking me questions I don’t want you to know the answers to, and I won’t have to lie.”

“So, it’s my fault you’re lying?”

“Absolutely.”

He flicks the end of my nose. “Watch out. It’s gonna start growing.” Then, he laughs and tells me, “You know, Dillon and Neil told me yesterday, with this whole Naughty Dream Week, that I’ve been spending way too much time with you. That we’ve been hiberdating.”

“Hiberdating? What is that supposed to mean?”

“It’s like I’m hibernating. I’m not seeing my friends because I’m always with you.”

“You have always, always been with me.”

“Yeah, but we’ve been spending quite a bit of time alone.”

“Are you saying, you don’t like the time we spend alone?”

“No, I’m just saying, our friends miss us and are giving us crap. I’d hiberdate you forever if I could.”

We get to Cancun and immediately head to the beach. This time, I’m relaxed and happy. I’m not feeling the stress or pressure to be with Phillip. I’m with him because I want to be.

We drink fruity drinks, which I’m still convinced contain some kind of love potion, go jet-skiing, and lie on the beach. After that, we go back to our room to take a nap. We do sleep a bit. Like, after.

When we were here before, I had big plans. I was going to take Phillip dancing, get him a little tipsy, and then invite him back to my room. But, as we all know, last time, I drank a little too much, ended up dancing with other guys, and made Phillip really mad. He thought I wasn’t trying, that I didn’t want a relationship with him, and we were lucky to have stayed friends. The next day, at Danny and Lori’s wedding, he pretty much ignored me.

But not this time. This time is the way it should’ve been. Romantic dinner, fruity drinks, and dancing only with him.

We dance together and have a blast. Last time, I danced with other boys. This time, I couldn’t even tell you for sure if there were other people on the dance floor. I only have eyes for Phillip.

After dancing, we go for a walk on the beach, and I ask if he wants to come back to my room. He teases me and says that he doesn’t want me to think he’s that easy, but then he does, and we definitely make up for the last time we were here.