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your independence on Independence Day. Nice.”
    “Yep. I prefer to think of it as celebrating with a bang.”
    He smiled and moved aside for Mason.
    “If anyone can pull off a wedding in less than two months, it’s you.” The two middle brothers shook hands.
    Mason was right. Ben helped coordinate annual trainings and weekend drills involving hundreds of soldiers for a living, while he and his other two brothers ran the resort. Producing a wedding would no doubt be a piece of cake.
    “It’s true,” Lea said, slipping her arm around his grinning brother. “He already booked the chaplain, and since the gazebo at the resort will be decorated from a wedding earlier that day, we’re going to have a sunset ceremony.”
    “How romantic.” Jill sniffed, and he watched Mason pull the sweet, teary-eyed woman close.  
    As shocked as Ethan had been to see Ben open up last year and fall for Lea, he’d been even more stunned when Mason took another chance on a woman after his first fiancée had left him at the alter a few years ago. It was gratifying to see the guy happy and smiling again. And Jill? Jesus, after all her ex-husband had put her through, she deserved a good man like Mason.
    At least two out of the four Wyne brothers found a good match.
    His gaze drifted to Phoebe, and his chest tightened again when he found her staring at him. This time he glanced away.
    Yeah, not going there.
    His shifted his attention to his youngest brother. Pale with dark circles under his dull eyes, clothes beginning to hang off his once solid frame, Keiffer was in a bad way since he’d discovered the dead body of his best friend who’d committed suicide two months ago.
    And there wasn’t a damn thing he could do for his brother. They were all hurting over the loss. Still in shock. Still feeling the guilt. If only they’d known. Wishing they had realized.
    “Congratulations, bro,” Keiffer said, stepping forward to hug Ben, then kissing Lea on the cheek. “You keep him in line.”
    “Always,” she said, and Ethan could tell she was reluctant to let his brother go because of the rare show of affection.
    The once jovial of all Wynes, the prankster, the ladies’ man, was now sullen and reserved. Immediately after the funeral, Keiffer had gone through a few weeks of heavy drinking, then suddenly stopped cold turkey and hadn’t had any alcohol since. Even tonight, he noticed his youngest brother had toasted the couple with water.
    “Yeah, Lea will keep Ben in line.” Mason laughed. “She already seems to have a good handle on that chain.”
    Ben snickered. “She learned it from Jill.”
    A collective chuckle went around the room, and even Keiffer’s lips twitched.
    “So, Wynes, it’s like this.” Ben bounced his gaze between them. “Lea already has her sister lined up as her maid of honor, and two months ago, she asked Brandi, Jill, and Phoebe to be her bridesmaids. I need to catch up.” For the first time in, well, ever, his brother appeared at a loss. “I’d appreciate if two of you would be ushers with Lea’s brother, and one of you my best man.”
    “Of course,” he chorused Mason and Keiffer.
    “Thanks.” Ben nodded, relief pulling a lopsided grin on his face. “Since I hate all you chuckleheads equally, and asking you to arm-wrestle for that honor would only have you losing on purpose to get out of it, I’m going to draw a name.”
    Lea handed him a beer mug with three pieces of paper visible inside. “Here.”
    “And the best man is…” His brother paused to fish out a name. “Ethan.”
    He smiled and cupped Ben’s shoulder. “I’d be honored. And I can’t wait to plan your bachelor party. I already have a few special VHS tapes in mind.”
    “Oh?” His brother’s grin turned sheepish. “Special stash?”
    “Yep. Some of Tyler’s favorites with dancing dinosaurs and sing-alongs.”
    He was happy to be his brother’s best man. He really was. Hell, Ben had been his when he’d married Erika. But