Chapter 329: Bridezilla

Tallulah's POV:

I'm running so f*cking late!

Jarrod is waiting for me, along with his father, and our brothers. I can't believe I'm so bloody late. I'm almost twenty minutes late because the last guest at the gallery had refused to leave when I told them we were closing.

Apparently, it didn't matter that I was in a f*cking rush!

I'm as good as running, which is some feat in six-inch stilettos. My phone is ringing, and I know it's Jarrod wanting to know where I am but if I answer it, it will slow me down and I'm almost there.

My phone stops.

That's when I see him. He's sat in the window with our family. He doesn't look cross. He's engaged in a conversation but when he glances out the window, he sees me.

Immediately, he climbs to his feet, excusing himself and then he's leaving the restaurant and walking towards me.

"Slow the f*ck down."

He puts his hands on my arms to stop me.

"I'm late."