Two Best Men, Only One Bed! - Romeo Alexander Page 0,1

with the blond hair they’d inherited from their mother and the blue eyes from their father. There was the same square jaw and prominent brow, even the same eyebrows that tapered off as they reached the edge of their faces. The difference was in how they used their exact same features differently. Blaine was mostly patient, giving measured reactions, whereas Blake was quick with a smile and easy with a laugh.

“He just wants to make sure everything is perfect,” Blaine told him.

“Which is doing so many great things to his personality,” Blake pointed out.

“And you’re here with me because he needs his brother to help him, and I need mine,” Blaine continued.

Blake shot him a smirk. “No, you just don’t want me and Eric in the same room for too long.”

Blaine snorted. “There is that.”

It wasn’t that Blake and his soon to be brother in law didn’t like each other. Truth was, Blake did like the man, though it had taken him a while to warm to the surly grump. For his part, Eric didn’t seem to hate Blake, though he certainly made no attempts to disguise that he found him frustrating. If Blake were honest, he knew he didn’t help that much with his tendency to poke and prod, especially when it came to irritable people.

Blaine leaned forward, squinting at the next bend in the road. “Ah, it’s coming up. Keep an eye out for a sign shaped like a lighthouse.”

“A lighthouse?” Blake asked, looking around incredulously. “You serious? The ocean is hours away.”

“Apparently, the owners are from the coast. They like to come out here for Christmas and during the summers,” Blaine explained.

Blaine prepared a comment about being rich and then straightened. “Hey! You gave me so much shit about not knowing where we were going and you knew the whole time.”

Blaine grinned smugly as he turned the car around the curve. “Yeah, I did.”

Blake glowered at his brother as they slowed to a stop and pulled into a small gravel driveway. It was positioned just before a drop that went down for almost a dozen feet. On that level sat a large two-story house, complete with a stone patio that extended for several yards to a private pavilion. A set of stairs descended from where they parked their car down to a small porch that sat at what Blake took to be the second floor. A glance over the railing of the drop told him the main floor opened out onto the patio and pavilion.

“Nice,” Blake muttered, looking it over.

It was precisely what he would have expected from a place referred to as a lodge. He couldn’t begin to guess how many rooms it possessed but the place stretched back a fair way. The exterior was covered in logs with a slight sheen of something that made its surface shimmer. He bet the inside was probably covered with animal parts with guns on display.

They descended the set of stairs just in time for a tall, thin man to exit onto the small porch. He was dressed in a loose flannel shirt, jeans, and a pair of hiking boots. Blake didn’t miss the brilliant rings on his hand, though, or how neatly his gray hair was parted. The man might have a lodge in the middle of the woods, but he reeked of money.

“Ah,” he began as they approached. “You must be for the wedding party?”

Blake grinned widely. “Yep, we’re here for the big gay wedding.”

The man blinked, looking unsure before offering a smile. “And congratulations to you.”

Blake shook his head, jamming his thumb over his shoulder. “Nope, only the fairer sex for me. That’s the gay, I mean guy, you’re looking for.”

Blaine pushed Blake aside, taking the older man’s hand. “I apologize. My brother thinks he’s funny and nothing we say can get him to understand the truth.”

“Ah well, a congratulations to you then,” the man said, shaking Blaine’s hand. “Are you Mr. Edwards or Mr. Andreas?”

“Edwards, but please, just call me Blaine.”

“Well, Blaine, you can call me Jack.”

Blake peered around his brother. “I’m Blake, the brother and man of honor.”

“One of them anyway,” Blaine muttered. “The well-behaved one is currently with my fiancé.”

Jack chuckled. “Let me guess, you both were sent to make sure that the place was to your liking and not, say, infested with raccoons and insects?”

Blake snorted. “Just covering our bases and getting a head start before they and the rest of the wedding party show up.”

Jack nodded. “Well, whatever your reasons, I