“Give him a few moments, Nathan,” Stan rumbled.
Nathan stood, picked up his jar of mayonnaise, and returned to his bear sausage, but there was nothing Patrick could do to stop him.
“No way,” Patrick just couldn’t keep up with what was happening.
Stan smirked.
Patrick turned to Nathan, who was looking at him slightly sad-eyed.
“What?”
“Just remembering, Pat. In about a minute, you’re going to feel like a colossal i***t for not realizing sooner that you loved her so much. Then you’re going to rethink everything you’ve done since the moment you met her, absolutely sure that you screwed up every single choice. Don’t worry, you’ll get over that soon.”
“Are you?”
“Sure. Now I’m in the second-guessing phase of why someone as incredible as Julie would ever marry someone like me. You know w
