Page 49 of Husband to Go

I went home and tried to decompress from everything going on with Veronica and Kylie. I avoided my fiancée as much as possible. She called me a few times after her failed attempt at seduction, but my work excuse ended up being quite effective.

What I wasreallytrying to do was figure out how to solve my little conundrum. Only, I didn’t come up with a solution. I came up empty like I’ve been doing for weeks.

Instead, I let the chips fall where they may, so now I’m standing in front of a mirror in my tux waiting for the clock to strike, making me a married man.

I am freaking out.

And the shittiest thing is I still don’t know what to do. How can I be so goddamn indecisive? Why do I keep coming up empty no matter how I wrack my brain? Tanner Logan is a man of action. He gets stuff done.

And that’s what I’m going to do.

The problem is, I haven’t seen Kylie at all. I was hoping to talk to her sometime, but that opportunity never presented itself. I even tried hinting to Veronica that the three of us should get together, but my fiancée was stupidly obstinate. So now, it’s the day of my wedding and I’m dying to chat with my beautiful stepdaughter.

It’s too late to think about what-ifs. I just need to find Kylie so that we can have a final conversation.

I’ve wandered all around the venue, but she’s nowhere to be found. There’s Jane standing off to the side, her back facing me. I stroll over as casually as possible.

“Jane!” I tap her on the shoulder, fixing my face in a neutral smile.

She turns around, and the look of panic on her face stops me dead in my tracks.

“Oh my god, Tanner. Have you seen the florist?”

My heart sinks.

“No,” I shake my head. I haven’t really been paying attention to any of the wedding prep because my mind has been too preoccupied with other matters.

“Shit!” Jane exclaims.

“What is it?”

“Veronica is freaking out because she wants white tulips in her bouquet, but there aren’t any. She’s insisting she told the florist, but I know she didn’t because I was there for each and every meeting with them. She asked for purple tulips, but reasoning with my sister impossible. And now guess what? She’s having a major hissy fit over this tiny detail.”

Internally, I cringe. This is my fiancée at her worst, but what can I do?

“I’m sure things will be fine,” I say in a calm voice. “No one will notice.

Jane snorts.

“Yeah, tell that to my sister.”

I sigh again. I haven’t seen Veronica all day and it’s partly by design because I don’t want to face her until I’ve had a chance to talk with her daughter. Now, I’m doubly glad I’ve been able to avoid her because clearly, she’s on a war path.

Jane takes another deep breath, wiping the sweat off her brow.

“Okay, I’ll figure this out. I’m the matron of honor, I can do this. You’d think for her fourth wedding, she’d be calmer about the whole thing,” Jane huffs before stalking off. My shoulders slump. Clearly, this wasn’t a good time to ask about Kylie.

I find a chair and take a seat. Where is this girl? Is she not going to come today? Is that even possible? I thought she was part of the wedding party, but maybe not. And can I really blame her if she doesn’t show up?

If the roles were reversed, andshewas getting married today, I don’t think I’d want to watch that. But I’d might try to stop it.

Would I?

Do I like Kylie that much?

Do I love Kylie?

I don’t get a chance to answer my own question when Veronica comes storming in with fire in her eyes.