rubbing his arms, he settled back and closed his eyes. Bull was right, they needed a break. They’d been at it since the crack of dawn yesterday morning, planning and talking to every person Paul put them in contact with. Then the emails started. Everything was a contract and the deadlines were short. Of course, that was their own fault for wanting it fast, but that was before he knew what all was involved in wedding planning . He always thought of himself as an organized person, but this felt beyond his scope. What if they missed something and didn’t have time to correct it?
“You’re thinking too hard,” Bull whispered, squeezing his shoulders.
“I can’t help it. There’s like a hundred emails waiting for us and you know there’s gonna be just as many voicemails when you turn the phones back on.” Red thumped his head back against Bull’s strong chest. “It was supposed to be simple, fun…”
“And it will be.” Bull kissed the top of his head and adjusted his position on the couch so they were both sitting up straight. “You aren’t going to be able to turn that brain off, are you?”
“No.” And he really wanted nothing more than to sprawl out with Bull, some popcorn, and whatever was new on demand.
“Okay, I’ll make you a deal. Let’s get out of here for an hour, hit up that little Thai restaurant on the beach. No phones, no email, no laptop or tablet. Just you and me, the sunset and some curry. Then we’ll come back and tackle the inbox. Whatever doesn’t get done by ten, we’ll finish in the morning.” Bull tipped his chin up and gave him a look that was equal parts encouraging and beseeching. They needed to walk away, clear their heads, and come back at it with fresh eyes and a full stomach. “Deal?”
“Deal,” Red agreed quickly. Right on cue, his stomach growled and Bull nudged him up. “Can we walk?”
“Then it will take longer than an hour,” Bull pointed out.
That was the idea, so he just grinned and nodded. “I know.”
The walk over took a little longer than it should have or maybe their steps were just slower, but considering what was waiting for them at home, who could blame them? Red didn’t want to say it out loud, but he now knew why people eloped. Simple and fun was complicated, but he reminded himself that the reward was having Bull as his husband and that was so worth any work he had to put in. Once they made all the decisions, it would be easier. They could sit back, let Paul and his team of merry Mouseketeers handle the heavy lifting, and it would perfect. He knew it would be because Bull promised it would and Bull never broke a promise.
“Bull! Red!” The screech had everyone in the restaurant turning to look and, as tired as he was, Red couldn’t help but smile when they spotted Ava and Luc bouncing in their seats. They waved the host away and crossed the restaurant, meeting Chase’s apologetic smile with a reassuring one.
As soon as they were close enough, the kids glanced back at Ty, waiting for his nod of permission before launching themselves out of their chairs. Amid squeals and hugs, Red felt more of the tension drain away. Ava and Luc were going to love Disney, and he couldn’t wait to experience it with them. Rory was still too young to really appreciate it, but that would only give them a reason to go back.
Ava grabbed his face and smashed her nose against his. “Uncle Chase said we’re getting married with you at Disney World! Will Mickey be there? Minnie? Can I wear my Elsa dress? I’ll be the prettiest princess there!”
Red hugged her tight, her enthusiasm reigniting his own. “Of course Mickey and Minnie will be there!” She squealed again and he glanced over to see Luc whispering in Bull’s ear. “What are you two whispering about so intently?”
“Just some guy talk.” Bull grinned at him. Of course Bull would tell him later, they didn’t have secrets between them, but little Luc didn’t need to know that.
Red