Chapter 6
“Fine,” I said even though I wasn’t one hundred percent “fine” with it. Still, I’d agreed to do whatever Eric wanted, so I was willing to put aside my feelings and go to Clay’s wedding.
Eric hesitated before saying, “I also think you should be Clay’s best man.”
“Why?”
“Because it would mean a lot to him to have you by his side. I also think it would help you work through your shit with him.”
“I don’t have any shit with Clay.”
Eric laughed. “The hell you don’t. A blind man could see that you two have unresolved issues.”
“Unresolved issues? That sounds like something your therapist would say.”