I swallowed my words and opened the door to the passenger seat.
"If the groom didn't care, why should I? Just to humiliate myself?"
I smiled back and handed the bouquet to Claire.
Through the rearview mirror, I saw Mason's gaze fixed on me, his brows furrowed. I knew he was angry.
But I didn't say a word. I just closed my eyes to rest.
The car was quiet until we were almost at the hotel, when Mason finally couldn't hold back.
"Audrey, what's your deal?"
I was confused.
"What do you mean?"
Mason grabbed the bouquet from Claire's hand and threw it onto the back seat, scattering fresh petals everywhere.
"I really don't understand what game you're playing. Who are you trying to impress with this act?
"I've made it clear, Claire is just a friend. I'm marrying you, what more do you want?"
Claire chimed in, "Audrey, I don't mean to say this. As a woman, you should be more generous. Sure, I like Mason, but you're the one marrying him. What are you so worried about?
"Isn't a wedding supposed to be a happy occasion for everyone? The teasing during the reception is normal. And when we play games after, there'll be more intimate moments like kissing. You're not going to stop us, are you?"