Dominic POV
I was exhausted. Bone-deep, soul-dragging exhausted.
Sleep didn’t come last night. Not even close.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. Her skin. Her mouth. Her flushed cheeks and the way her body trembled under my touch.
And then the guilt would come. Slamming into my chest like a freight train, reminding me she wasn’t just any girl. She was Kennedy. My almost-stepsister.
Fuck.
I rubbed my hands over my face as I stood out in the warm afternoon air, trying to focus. We were still going over the final details for the ceremony. Seating charts were done, and now it was time to rehearse the actual ceremony.
Kyle stood beside me, yawning obnoxiously. “I swear to God if I hear the word ‘aisle’ one more time, I’m throwing myself into the ocean.”
“You mean the same ocean wh
