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Prologue

There are ine every detail in crisp, vivid color and high-definition sound And when that one perfect moment finally arrives, you pray the reality will come close to the fantasy you’ve built up in your mind

And then there are those precious few ti water

That’s what this is like for me

Because that devilishly handso at the altar of St Patrick’s Cathedral—that’s me Drew Evans

And Katherine Brooks just stepped into the church Waiting in the back, a stunning vision in white, ready to take her first step down the aisle

To me

Most guys don’t drea—you don’t needThis is a landmark event Revolutionary Because for htest possibility that I’d end up here

Sand to the beach, books to the library—it wasn’t what I wanted, remember?

But Kate did the iedawesome beforebut now I’m even better

The road to this day wasn’t all rainbows and boners There were sos worthy of a Greek fking tragedy But we h those times with our inexhaustible lust, boundless ad love for one another intact

That being said, some unexpected developments last weekend could have been a problem It waskind ofmy final test

I knohat you’re thinking: What the hell did you do this time?

Relax Let’s hold off on the judgments—and the calls for my castration—until you hear the whole story Just reo awry, and they do, this story has a happy ending

Chapter 1

One week earlier

The apartment is silent Still The kind of quiet that can only be found in the predawn hours when the sky is dark and gray The place has changed since you saw it last Take a look around Sterilized sippy cups lie in wait on a countertop; a green-cushioned, wooden high chair sits in the corner of the kitchen Fraraphs clutter the walls and shelves

Soes are of a dark-haired two-year-old, with brown, soulful eyes and a devilish smile

Cut to the bedroom Two bodies writhe on the bed, partially covered by ru, slow circles I think theIt allows the guy to take control—set the pace To reach all those secret spots that ernails into our shoulder blades