Chapter 1

Ethan’s POV.

Fuck, my hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I stood there in the bridal suite, tugging at the collar of my tux like it was choking the life out of me while the muffled sounds of the wedding guests laughing and the string quartet warming up drifted through the heavy door.

My stomach kept twisting in these tight knots and my heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my throat, because in twenty minutes I was supposed to walk out there and promise forever to the woman waiting for me but all I could think about was how my cock had been half-hard all...