Chapter 4
Taylor
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UNFORTUNATELY, I DIDN’T end up going home with Lauren that night. After dinner, everyone scattered and I didn’t have a chance to speak to her, let alone play the seduction card.
The wedding was at one o’clock the following afternoon. After taking a shower, I put my tux on and headed over to the church thirty minutes before the ceremony was to begin, my hair still damp. I was greeted right away by Carter’s mother and her fiancé, who was very polite.
“Nice to meet you, Fernando,” I said, shaking his hand.
“You too, Taylor. Nice motorcycle, by the way,” he said, as we stood at the entrance to the church.
I glanced at my Harley. “Thanks, man. You ride?”
“Occasionally. I haven’t had much of a chance, lately. I’ve been so busy with work,” he replied, his accent
