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Prologue

Brock

“You ready for this?” my older brother, Boone, asks me quietly.

“Yup,” comes my answer. I don’t even hide my bitterness, though. No sense in it. At only one year older than me, Boone knows me better than my oldest brother, Cash, and my older sister, Corbin Rae. We usually only call her Corbin or Cor, though.

He chuckles. “Keep telling yourself that and maybe in five to ten years you’ll believe it.”

“Yup,” I repeat with a single nod.

I shouldn’t be sitting here. I should be in the back of the church, preparing to walk down the aisle. Instead, I’m brooding in a church pew with a scowl on my face.

“You need to be back there, Brock,” he whispers.

“No.”

“Naomi asked you to be there for her,” he reminds me. “It’s time to put aside your feelings and do that.”

“I said no.”

He sighs heavily but doesn’t say anything else.

The music begins and I tense in my seat. How am I supposed to sit here and watch Naomi, my best friend since I learned how to walk, marry a man who isn’t me?

The groom begins to walk the parents down the aisle to their seats, including my mother, Leah, and stepfather, Stone. My mom has always been a second mother to Naomi and it’s nice to see her being honored in this way. Once seated, Mom glances over her shoulder at me and gives me a sympathetic smile.

On my other side, Cash leans over and whispers, “Last chance.”

I force down a growl that’s pushing up out of my throat.

“Last chance for what? To walk the woman I love down the aisle so she can marry the mansheloves or to stop this from happening? I can’t stop it because this is what she wants. She’s in love with him and I’m not about to be the asshole today. Besides, her dad is here to walk her down the aisle. She doesn’t need both of us and it would be shitty of me to take that away from him.”

“Definitely not the latter. You had your time for that.”

“Really? When? She’s been dating Wyatt since we were in high school.”

Naomi and Wyatt’s attendants continue to walk down the aisle, Lola catching my eye and winking. I wink in return and give her a little wave. “And yet, even though she was with him, you two talked every day. Multiple times. Could have let her know you were in love with her. She also asked you to walk her downwithher dad because you’re important to her. Naomi needed to know that you were going to support her. Instead, you’re sitting here like a jerk.”

I flinch at his words. “Just stop already. She loves him. I love her enough not to stop her from having the man she wants.”

Cash rolls his eyes and mutters, “Idiot.”

“Yup,” I agree, causing both of my brothers to laugh, and when I nudge their sides, they quickly stifle.

“Lola isn’t going to help you in your search to replace Naomi, you know. It’s not fair to either of you.”

“I care for her. I wouldn’t do that to someone. I might not love her but that doesn’t mean it can’t happen.”

From her place at the front of the church, Corbin Rae, Naomi’s maid of honor and my older sister who lectured me earlier today on the same thing my brothers are right now, nods at us as her smile widens, her eyes now aimed on the aisle.

We all turn to watch Boone’s son, Naomi’s ring bearer, walking toward the front of the church. He’s grinning and strutting down with his head held high before he does a little shimmy. Cody’s such a goober. A showoff. At only four years old, he already has an audience wherever he goes. Loves the attention so he wasn’t the least bit nervous about his role in the wedding. With one hand on his stomach and one in the air, he does a big turn on his heel followed by another shimmy.

Everyone in the church laughs and Boone groans.

“He’s in his element,” I remark.

“No doubt about it.”

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