“To see him give that up for someone is pretty incredible. It speaks volumes about how he feels about you, Danielle. Thank you for making him happy and straightening him out. And for taking responsibility for his antics now that you’re his wife.”
Everyone laughs again, but I’m distracted by Mallory’s hand on the back of my leg. When I look, my breath is almost whisked away. In the sparkling lights, surrounded by everyone I love, having her look up at me with the sweetest smile on her face hits me in a place I can’t comprehend. It’s a stillness, a satisfied feeling washing over me that I’ve never felt before.
“Congrats, Lincoln and Danielle. Everyone, raise your glass to the bride and groom,” I say, taking my seat as the guests toast the newlyweds. Immediately, I’m grasping under the table for her hand. Once her palm is lying in mine, I find that stillness again.
“You did great,” she whispers in my ear.
Before I can respond, Ford rises from his seat in between our sisters. “I may not be the Best Man, technically, but I’d still like to say a few words.”
“Oh, God,” Linc jokes. “I didn’t pick you, Ford. You don’t get a speech.”
“Yes, you do, Ford,” Danielle laughs. “Don’t listen to him.”
“See? You’re already losing your manhood, Linc,” Barrett points out to everyone’s amusement. Lincoln just shakes his head, but the grin on his face gives him away.
“So, Graham was right. Lincoln and I would fight to the death over a video game or who got the last piece of Mom’s apple pie,” Ford laughs. “But God help the poor soul that messed with one of us.”
“Like Nate Caster. Remember that?” Lincoln bursts out laughing.
“Yeah,” Ford chuckles.
“You boys swore you didn’t do that!” Mom interjects, her mouth falling open. We all laugh as the truth hits her. “You little rascals. I don’t care if you’re married or not. We’re going to talk about this!” She tries to sound authoritative, but can’t quite keep the amusement out of her tone.
Once we’ve all quieted down, Ford continues. “That’s how we roll, Dani. We’re a family in every sense of the word. We’d do anything for each other. I hope you’re ready for that.” He turns his sight on Lincoln again, his face sobering. “Lincoln, my brother, it’s an honor to be here tonight to see you start this next phase of your life. I can’t tell you how proud I am of you. For going after what you want and not letting her walk away. To Dani and Lincoln.”
With a gentle nod and a lump obvious in his throat, he sits down as we all raise our glasses again. Camilla pats his arm as his eyes drop to the floor.
“Is Ford okay?” Mallory whispers in my ear.
“He’ll be fine.” I turn to see the concerned look on her face. “He let a girl go once, before he went overseas. I’m not sure he’s ever gotten over her.”
She starts to respond, but stops when everyone starts laughing. Barrett is rising out of his seat now, a huge grin on his face.
“My turn,” he laughs. “I’ve done a few things in my life that have made me proud. Things I think have made my parents happy.”
“This isn’t about you!” Lincoln shouts. “Keep the focus over here.”
“Give me a second,” Barrett sighs as the wedding planner stands near the fireplace, looking helpless.
“Don’t worry,” I call to her. “I’ll make sure you get a great tip.”
“Thanks,” she says weakly.
The chaos that is the Landry’s is in full effect, everyone talking amongst themselves. A few servers come around with more wine as others cart in a tall wedding cake.
“As I was saying,” Barrett says, quieting everyone, “I think we’ve all made our parents proud. When I won the election last year, or when Ford enlisted in the military. Graham, the golden boy that he is, makes them proud every day.”
Mallory squeezes my hand as I shoot Barrett a look.
“But none of those things make them any prouder than they are right now with Linc choosing a bright, respectable, beautiful woman to be his wife,” Barrett says. “Danielle, you are a wonderful addition to our family. You make our brother happy in ways nothing else ever has.”
“Lincoln,” Barrett continues, “we give you a lot of shit. We tease you and make fun of you and generally try to make your life hell,” he winks. “But I want you to know, watching you over these past few months, I’ve learned more from you than I have from almost anyone. Except Dad. And maybe Graham,” he laughs. “You’ve shown me what it means to go for what you want, how to have courage to jump with both feet and not look back. I’m honored to be your brother and Dani’s now too. Congratulations.”
Barrett tosses a wink at Lincoln who just smirks.
“Huxley?” Barrett says, looking around. “Will you come here for a minute?”
Hux appears next to Barrett wearing a miniature tux just like ours.
“Hey,” Barrett says.
“Hi.”
“Have you had fun today?”
“Yes.”
Barrett smiles at the boy. “Have you been listening to what my brothers have been saying tonight? I mean, I know I tell you not to listen to them usually . . .”
Huxley laughs. “Yes. I’ve been listening.”
“Good.” Barrett ruffles Huxley’s hair. “I’ve been thinking. You know I’d do anything for you and your mother, right?”
“Yes.”
Mallory gasps beside me, her hand falling to my thigh. I don’t want her to move it, so I place my hand on top of hers as we watch my older brother put into play the plan we made earlier this week.
I watch her out of the corner of my eye. Her eyes fill with tears, a sweet smile on her beautiful lips. The lights hanging behind her head make her look like she’s glowing, and for a split second, I can see her and I in place of Barrett and Alison. I can imagine what Barrett is feeling, the nerves I gave him hell for having. The fear she’ll say no. The hope that he can spend the rest of the life with the woman he can’t replace.
Just like I’m positive I can’t replace Mallory.
“I’d really like to make you and your mother official members of the Landry family,” Barrett says.
“Oh my God,” Alison breathes, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Barrett pays her no attention, focused solely on Huxley. “In order to do that, I would have to marry your mother. Do you think it would be okay if I did that? If I married your mom? I need your permission before I ask her.”
Huxley leaps into Barrett’s arms, burying his head in his chest. They have a muffled conversation that no one can hear but the two of them.
Something comes over the room, a feeling so heavy that we all feel it. As I look from one face to the next, most dabbing at their eyes, I finally land on Mallory. She’s watching the display in front of her, one hand on her chest.
I look at this girl, the one that literally fell into my arms, and wonder if I could possibly put her there for good? It’s a crazy possibility, one I’m not sure is even feasible. For good would indicate there’s love there, and while I’m not sure if I’m ready to say that about her and I’m not sure she feels that way about me at all, in the middle of my family of all things, I’m considering it.