My Brother's Best Friend

Chap. 51

"This feels like déjà vu," Parker commented, as I stepped up on the coffee table to fix his tie.

"Doesn't it though?" I asked, reaching up to fix the part in his hair. "You look very handsome though."

Parker just smiled, tilting his head up to kiss me.

"Now I have to redo my lipstick," I informed him, reaching over and wiping the lipstick off of his lips.

"I don't like the taste."

"Yeah well me neither."

I hopped down off the coffee table, heading back to my bedroom to locate my heels.

I was wearing a white button up shirt and a black pencil skirt, my hair pulled back into a bun.

I looked very professional if I do say so myself.

I reapplied my neutral colored pink lipstick before stepping into my black pumps, curling a piece of stray hair behind my ear and clasping a string of pearls around my neck.

I knocked on Emmett's door.

"Coming!" he promised.

Parker came out of his bedroom, Lee in tow.

Lee was wearing a suit as well, his tie askew.

"Come here," I said to Lee, shaking my head at him. "You Adams boys, I swear."

Lee waited for me to fix his tie before pinning it in place.

"You look regal," Emmett commented, passing Lee and me in the hallway.

"I try," I said, stepping back from Lee. "That's better."

Lee just nodded before heading down the hallway.

Lee and Parker were both in full out suits, while Emmett was just in a button-up and slacks, no tie.

"Are we all ready now?" Parker asked, picking up his car keys.

I nodded, tucking my phone into my bra.

"Classy," Emmett commented.

"I try."

Parker handed Lee a pill as we headed out the door, which he swallowed dry.

That took real skill.

I raised my eyebrows at Emmett in question as the two of us filed into the elevator.

Parker and Lee took the stairs.

"Xanax," Emmett informed me.

Probably a good idea.

"He usually takes in the morning," Emmett continued. "But, you know, given the circumstances it seemed like a better idea to take it now."

"This is going to be okay, right?" I asked, smoothing down my skirt before looking over at Emmett.

"All we can do is hope for the best."

I squeezed my eyes shut for a few moments, composing myself before the elevator hit the bottom floor.

I think I was the one that needed the Xanax.

Parker and Lee were already in the apartment complex parking lot, headed towards Parker's car.

They must've sprinted down the stairs.

The ride to the courthouse was silent.

Parker spent it drumming on the steering wheel to the beat of the song on the radio.

Lee spent it staring out of the window, watching the passing scenery.

Emmett spent it on his phone, his shoulders hunched in a tensed fashion.