Chapter Two
Jacob
Jake and Dylan had the same idea in the kitchen—beverages. He opened the refrigerator door, then had a spark of inspiration.
“You know, if you want to get married this Christmas, you’re going to need a space fast.”
Dylan grabbed the jug of Maria’s pre-spiced cider. “Or a visit to the courthouse, yeah. But Jen’s not convinced about the date.”
“We’ve got the barn…”
The shorter man tilted his head toward him. “You wouldn’t mind?”
“Nah, mate, you’re family, and it’s just sittin’ there.” Jake pulled out his keys. “Let’s have a look.”
“Alright.” Dylan set the jug on the counter and followed.
Hosting the kinds of gatherings they did since he and Beth married gave Jake a much better feeling than the parties of the past. Different circumstances, this might’ve been their l
