Chapter 20
The phone started ringing halfway through the piano ‘lesson.’ (It had actually devolved into Rachel demanding to learn the opening to Vanessa Carlton’s A Thousand Miles, and Darren deciding instead to teach her some of the bawdier drinking songs he’d picked up over the years. Jayden didn’t want to know where he’d picked them up, but he blamed Scott in lieu of actual knowledge.)
“Can you get that?” Darren called from the piano bench as Rachel mangled a set of chords. Jayden winced and picked up the kitchen cordless.
“Jayden Phillips,” he sighed, tucking the phone between his ear and his shoulder. He had some work to do (for work too, typically enough) before next week. The wedding was fast approaching—they’d gotten their invitations in the post on Friday—and he hadn’t been abl
