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“We’re ready,” I tell the resort worker, who nods and hurries away to tell the people inside who need to know.

My stomach knots up with nervousness as I move to the front of the line, hearing the processional music playing inside. This isn’t even my wedding, but I’m still walking down that aisle toward the men I love.

As the double doors open, I can’t help but wonder if I made the right call booking that flight so hastily or if it was the best plan I could’ve come up with.

Chapter thirty-eight

Chapter 38: Marcus

Despite all the stress and drama surrounding this one, I love weddings.

There’s no greater event than the representation of true love and joining two souls together. It’s unmatched.

Everyone’s family members and friends are together in one place, and there’s a big party afterward. It’s the perfect day.

But I wish there wasn’t so much tension at this wedding specifically.

Ryan breathes in as the processional music begins playing, fidgeting with his bow tie so much that it becomes crooked around his neck.

I glance out at the crowd of people who have all turned their heads to watch the closed double doors. Despite it being a destination wedding, a good number of people hopped on a flight to be here.

I don’t want all of them to see Ryan with a crooked bow tie, and his best man is too busy fixing his own hair to help him.

I quickly step around the other groomsmen, breezing past Jackson and Tyler to reach Ryan.

He immediately tenses up at the sight of me in front of him. “What are you doing?”

He doesn’t sound mad, just confused. I guess I can’t blame him.

At least he’s talking to me today. He said a few words to me and the guys earlier, but I’m pretty sure he just did that so that his lack of contact with his own groomsmen doesn’t make anyone suspicious.

“Your bow tie is lopsided,” I tell him, not reaching out to help him just yet.

Ryan tries to glance down at it, but it’s too close to his neck for him to see it. “Damn it. I was just trying to adjust it a little.”

I motion to it, silently asking if I can help him out.

Ryan meets my eyes and nods after a moment.

I reach up and adjust his bow tie until it’s as straight as I can make it. “There. Fixed.”

Our gazes lock again, and there’s a slight crack in his serious expression.

“Thanks,” he says.

I nod. “No problem. Congratulations.”

I get back in place just as the double doors swing open, and my heart rate immediately spikes at the sight of Cassidy at the front.

The bridesmaids file in one by one, glowing in their lilac-colored dresses.

Cassidy looks so gorgeous that I can barely catch my breath. She smiles and strides confidently, and for a second, I actually believe her performance just like everyone else watching her.

I glance over at Jackson and Tyler, and they’re just as entranced by her.

Today, we’re going to tell Cassidy how we feel when the right moment presents itself. And I have no idea what’s going to happen afterward.

We’ll either go home alone, or we’ll get to have the happily ever after that Ryan is about to have.