Kyler looked at Sierra when she honked the horn ten times in a row and yelled, “Come on, little cuz. Time’s a wastin’ to get wasted!”
Kyler looked back at Dalton and Rory and grinned. “Hey, someone’s gotta teach me how to be a wild McKay now that the last single man’s been married off.”
They watched as he climbed in the driver’s seat. At the top of the hill he spun the tires and threw mud everywhere as Sierra loudly egged him on.
“You know, this is really starting to seem like an episode of My Big Fat Redneck Wedding,” Rory said.
Dalton laughed. “Then I guess that makes me…your Redneck Romeo, huh, jungle girl?” He swooped her into his arms and carried her to the four-wheeler, the happiest man in the world.