Thirty-four year old Cannon Rake, a wedding photographer for the cyber company Wedding Peeks, is not getting along well with his boss Lori Banter. When she learns through the grapevine that he’s socializing with her nemesis Patrick from Always a Groomsman, Lori decides to terminate Cannon's employment.<br><br>What isn’t there to like about Patrick Brogan? He’s handsome, Spartan-like, and runs his own wedding consultant company, which just happens to compete with Lori’s cyber startup. After Cannon dates the stud, he learns the truth behind Lori’s hatred for Patrick.<br><br>When tempers become heated and kisses sinful, Cannon starts to fall for Patrick and his little brother Jesse, who suffers from autism. But will Cannon forever be a groomsman wanting to be the groom? Or is there a Mr. Right out there for him in a world full of so many Mr. Wrongs? And is that Mr. Right Patrick Brogan?

Always a Groomsman

Room 311 was everything we didn’t imagine it to be: paneled, brown shag carpeting, yellow smoke residue on the lamp shades, a broken toilet that wouldn’t flush, and a crack in the mirror over the American Standard sink in the small bathroom.


“I’ve got to check the bed for bugs,” he said, lifting up the sheets and observing the mattress’s corners. Satisfied, he made the bed, pressing a sheet and comforter over its surface.


We showered separately, settling into the room. Patrick went first, and I had sloppy seconds. Our shower time was speedy because of the lightning and thunderstorm. The towels weren’t soft, and the water was hard. I really didn’t care because I felt filthy. The shower was refreshing and offered a good night’s sleep, even if it was storming. Following the showers, we climbed into bed, back to back, without our asses touching.


Chapter 19