Roman didn’t need to hear Sean’s voice to know what the man was thinking. It was written all over his face: ‘See what I was talking about?’ Roman could practically feel the weight of his best friend’s unspoken words pressing down on him.
Yes, Sean had warned him. His mother had warned him as well, but all that hadn’t changed his mind.
In all honesty, Roman had known the possibility of having his little wedding without drama was a million to one. But he had still held onto a glimmer of hope. There was nothing wrong with hoping, was there? Even in the midst of a s**t storm of his own making.
Unfortunately, that hope was quickly dwindling as he watched an unexpected and unwanted guest at the door of the chapel hover like an evil spirit.
Becky drew a sharp breath and tensed beside him. Obv
