Chapter 7: Now What?
Mentally preparing himself to step across the café to meet with Emmitt just hours ago—or even to introduce himself to Edward the previous night—had nothing on the psychological turmoil that descended as Nash stood outside Harley’s apartment door, key in hand, steeling himself to put it into the lock.
What had he done? No, that wasn’t correct. He fully believed that his engagement was not merely an acceptable decision, but a great one.
Marriage to Emmitt would instantly take care of everything f****d up with his life. A more accurate thought was “now what?” As in “how in the world was he going to convince his best friend this was a sane decision?”
“Not to mention fix everything that’s wrong with my life.” Emmitt’s earlier words echoed through Nash’s mind, mirroring
