Today, my best friend marries her best friend. Sounds crazy, right? If you were able to see the way they look at each other, though, you wouldn’t think that way.
Logan and I are best friends. We talk about the men in our lives—well, currently her life, as I’m flying solo. We go shopping and to the salon together, and we are there for each other no matter what. Kacen, her soon-to-be husband, is also her best friend. Their friendship is on a more intimate level, one that only two souls that fuse together can share. I’m happy to say that I have been there from the beginning, and I could not be happier for the two of them. It’s been a crazy ride so far, and I cannot wait to see what married life brings for them.
“Is it time yet?” Logan whines.
I can’t help but laugh at her. She’s so ready to walk down that aisle. She and Kacen have been in their own little world leading up to today.
“Actually, yes, it is. Are you sure you want to go through with this?”
“Seriously? Did you just ask me that?”
Her mouth hangs open as she stares at me.
“You know, Logan, we can sneak you out. We’ll be gone before they realize what’s happening,” her cousin Lauren chimes in.
“I’ll drive the getaway car,” Cassidy says through her laughter.
It’s obvious that we all know she’s not going anywhere but toward the altar.
Toward Kacen.
Before she has a chance to put us in our place, there is a knock at the door. “Are you decent, Logan?” her mom asks, sticking her head in the door. “Your father is out here, and the guys are waiting on these beautiful ladies.” She motions toward Lauren, Cassidy and me.
“YES!” she exclaims.
This causes me and the girls to burst out in laughter. “Stop, you’re going to ruin my makeup,” Cassidy snorts.
“All right, let me at my baby girl,” Logan’s father says, pushing into the room. “Ladies, you look beautiful as ever,” he compliments, kissing his wife’s cheek. Reaching out, he squeezes my shoulder quickly before his feet carry him to Logan. “You sure about this, Logan?” he asks.
“UGH!” Logan exclaims, causing the rest of us to fall back into a fit of laughter.
“What? You’re always going to be my little girl. I need to make sure he makes you happy. Does he make you happy?” her dad asks. He almost sounds hopeful that she will say no. He loves Kacen, but as every father, they never want to let go of their little girls.
“You know I am, and he does. He’s a part of me.”
Leaning in, I watch with rapt attention as he kisses her forehead. “Yes, he does. That boy thinks the sun rises and sets with you.”
“Boy?” Cassidy scoffs.
She’s known Kacen and the rest of the Soul Serenade crew longer than the rest of us. I can only imagine the things she’s seen. Although Kacen is the tamest of the four, I’m sure he has also had his fair share of moments.
“Hey! That’s my husband you’re talking about.” Logan places her hands on her hips and mock-glares at Cassidy.
The excitement of what is about to happen shines in her eyes. She’s as happy as I’ve ever seen her.
Logan’s mom claps her hands. “Okay, let’s do this. Ladies, the guys are at the end of the hall waiting on you. Let’s get this one married.” Her voice cracks and a sheen of tears clouds her eyes.
Cassidy and Lauren head for the door, and I head toward Logan, wrapping my arms around her. “I love you, bestie! I’m so fucking happy for you. It’s time to marry your prince.” Pulling away, I quickly swallow back the emotion clogging my throat and chase after Lauren and Cassidy.
At the end of the hall, I see them standing with the guys. I slow down and take my time getting to the group, drinking in the hotness that is Soul Serenade. Tristan and Gavin are talking with the girls, while Cole’s eyes are locked on me. I flash him a flirty smile and his eyes darken. Since the day I first met Cole, he has been a relentless flirt. When Logan told me that we would be paired for the wedding, I knew I was going to have my hands full.
I know he wants me. I can see it in his eyes, the way they devour me any time the two of us are in the same room. Too bad I want more. A year ago, I would have jumped at the chance to spend a hot, lust-filled night with the long-haired, sexy-as-sin lead guitarist.
Not anymore.
Watching things unfold with Kacen and Logan has me realizing that I want the same thing. I don’t want a casual hookup. I want the devoted, loving husband. I want the future my best friend is getting today. I’m insanely jealous and happy for her all at the same time.
Cole Hampton is not the type of guy to want more.
“Stacy,” he murmurs as he reaches for my hand and pulls me to his side. His lips graze my cheek. “Looking lovely as ever,” he coos.
Yes, coos. The man is laying it on thick. I’m going to have to work double time to resist him today. Cole in ripped jeans and a T-shirt is sexy, but Cole in a suit with his long hair pulled back into a bun is downright panty-dropping.
Must. Resist. Him.
“You clean up nice,” I reply, tapping my hand against his solid chest. His grin is infectious.
“How’s our girl?” Tristan asks me.
That’s the thing about these guys—it’s hard to push past their barriers but once you do, you’re in. You’re a part of them. They might be badass playboys, but every damn one of them has a heart of gold.
“She’s ready. Kacen?”
All three of them break out in laughter. “He’s something.” Gavin chuckles. “We told him it wasn’t too late to change his mind and I thought he was going to rip our heads off.”
“We did the same thing to Logan. Those two.” Lauren laughs, shaking her head.
“There she is,” Cole exclaims.
Turning to look behind me, I see Logan in her gown, arm linked through her father’s. She’s breathtaking. Again, I fight back the emotions swarming me. It’s going to be a long, emotional day. I can already tell.
Cole releases his hold on me and steps toward her. I watch as he leans down and kisses her cheek. I see his lips move but can’t make out what he’s saying. Whatever it is causes Logan’s face to light up, her eyes welling with tears. Thank God for waterproof mascara.
Tristan and Gavin each take their turn greeting her. Just as Gavin pulls away, the wedding planner is there, clapping her hands together. “It’s time, Ms. Andrews,” she says, staring at the iPad in her hands.
“That’s the last time you’re going to hear that,” Cole states with a grin. “Mrs. Warren,” he winks at her. “Let’s do this,” he hooks his arm through mine and we take our place.
All the way down the aisle, his hand is gently caressing mine, which is wrapped around his elbow. Just as we reach the altar and are about to go to our places, I feel his hot breath against my ear. “I can’t wait to hold this body next to mine on the dance floor.” He nips at my lobe and gently releases me. I’m lucky I don’t stumble and make a fool of myself.
This night is going to be interesting.