Chris supposed he had to be on Dayton's side. After all, he'd invited him over to dinner.
"You don't mind, do you?" Chris felt as if he was between a rock and hard place.
"Its the least you could do," Max was with him on this. "We have to show him he can still be," Max couldn't think of the best thing to say. "OK, supportive. He can be as far away as he wants from then, but he needs to be supportive.
"I want to go to wedding," was the next thing they both heard over burgers and beer with Dayton at their house.
"Are you serious?" Chris wasn't sure that was a good idea. It would be a lot like him asking Dayton if he wanted to come and live with them. No way.
"Yeah, I think I am." Dayton looked half dazed as he talked about it. Like something else might be on his mind. "I'll wear a suit. I'll bring flowers."
"You don't really have to bring flowers," Max assured him.
"Well, whatever, I'm going."
"That's nice of you, Dayton."
"I guess. I don't really want it to happen, but what other choice do I have. Just bite the bullet, you know." Dayton nursed his beer.
"I'm sure everything is gonna be all right." Chris sighed.
"He doesn't love her, you know." Dayton concluded. "He loves me, and he's doing this for me."
"Yeah. Sure." Chris didn't quite see it that way, but usually, it was best to agree with Dayton or face the consequences.
"Maybe I'll go on the honeymoon." Dayton just said.
"I'm not sure they'll have a honeymoon." Max squinted, taking Chloe in his lap before she got fussy.
"I just thought everyone had to have a honeymoon." Dayton smiled as if he liked the idea that they wouldn't have a wedding.