Evan hadn’t been sure until the moment Charlie had stepped up to him and pointed that Riley would respond to his song. His heart still thrashed around inside his chest like he’d tried to remove it from his body against its will.
Singing so openly like that. With so much emotion. So much vulnerability.
Evan didn’t normally do that, at least not in public.
He pulled away from Riley and ran his hands through her hair. “I like this new color,” he whispered.
“We should get off the stage,” she whispered back. “So Amelia and Charlie can get married.”
Alarm moved through him. “Right.” He stepped over to Charlie and hugged him hard. “Thank you for letting me have a minute.”
“Love you, brother.” Charlie pounded him on the back, and Evan took Riley’s hand and they got off the stage. She tugged
