Treyton finds himself in an arranged marriage, with a girl that hates everything about him. Worse, the only person that he has ever been in love with is his best man. Treyton has to find a way to lose the girl and get the man of his dreams. The only issue is, if he picks Auctus he will lose everything. Is a chance of happiness with Auctus?
“Why am I here again,” Treyton asked as he leaned back into the passenger’s seat, wishing more than he could explain to just fall asleep. A groan to the side made Treyton roll over to make sure he covered the smile that grew on his face.
“Would you rather marry the woman,” Auctus hissed through clenched teeth.
Treyton could feel the cold glare that could turn hell into a winter wonderland. Moaning into the side of the seat, Treyton refused to look over at his best man. “Who knows?” He looked out the window at the cars that rushed by.
Like Treyton expected, Auctus didn’t say a single word back. Treyton knew he wanted to yell at him but refused to start that fight. One day they had to have that fight that they had avoided for years. Treyton knew that more than anything else.
A church with large stained glass windows came into view. The church looked almost out of place surrounded by large metal buildings on all sides. As Auctus turned into the parking lot, Treyton looked around to see that they were all alone with no bride-to-be around to ruin his mood. They parked in the back out of view. The two were very quiet as they looked up at the church that may be the location for a wedding in only a week.
“You coming?” Treyton asked as he looked over at the larger man with his hands gripped tightly onto the steering wheel. He wished that he could cover up his nerves better than this.
Walking up to the church with Auctus at his side to meet the woman that he was expected to marry after this one visit could not have been stranger than if a man walked in with a large banana for a head at that very moment. The large wooden doors opened to show an almost magical setting. Still, it felt bitter to have to stand there.
“What’s wrong,” Auctus muttered as he walked closer to the stained glass windows. He was focused on them, as if this was the first time that he had ever been inside a church. All the hundreds of words that Treyton wanted to say came to mind. He had hoped to say it all before it was too late. All of it came to the very tip of his tongue, then the door behind them opened wide.
A short red-haired woman walked forward, that had the appearance of a graceful actress . She whined over to the women that Treyton knew was his future wife, Erika, if all went his parents’ way. It was a pity. Erika was truly beautiful.
She had a perfect body with curves in all the right places. Her eyes were a warm brown, and she had a soft smile. Treyton watched as she played with the ends of her long wild hair draped over her shoulders. There was an aura around her that caused Treyton to flash a smile. This woman would make a man happy one day, he fully believed that. Just Treyton did not believe it was or should have been him.
“This is the groom, not me.”
