The next few days were filled with endless decisions about the wedding—mostly for Adam. On the few occasions Adam asked for his input, Josh campaigned for a quiet, simple ceremony without any fanfare.
His mother, of course, wanted a damned festival with decorations, music, entertainment, and a cast of thousands. Poor Adam was stuck in the middle. Thank God, the man was willing to mediate for him and take on all the decisions. All Josh had to do was show up.
And find the perfect gift for Adam.
Josh had been pushing like mad to get all his work caught up so he could take a few days off. A short honeymoon trip would be all he could manage, but it should be enough for them to shamelessly wallow in the pampering the resort’s brochure promised. By the time the wedding was over, Adam would be
