The Best Man Needs Practice

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He asked me to teach him how to kiss a man. He forgot to mention he already knew exactly which man he wanted.

Two hundred weddings. I know how this goes: eight days in Portugal, one gorgeous mistake, a flight home, no hard feelings.

Then Theo makes me co-best man with his brother.

Abram Hollis is six foot five, built like a door, and has spent six years looking at me like I’m a problem he hasn’t been cleared to solve. He doesn’t flirt. He doesn’t joke. He doesn’t blink.

And when I ask him — laughing, because I’m always laughing — whether he’s ever kissed a man, he says no, and then he says teach me, and he isn’t laughing at all.

So we make rules. Lessons only. It ends when the wedding does. I don’t become his secret.

That last one was his idea.

Here’s what I didn’t plan for: a man that size being that careful. A man that quiet asking that many questions. A man who’s been to three of my gallery openings and never once told me.

By Lesson Four I’m not teaching him anything. By the rehearsal dinner I’m the one asking to be shown.

And on the morning of the wedding, I find out Bram signed a fourteen-month contract to leave the country — three weeks before he ever asked me for a single thing.

You’ll love this book if you enjoy:

✅ Bi-awakening MM with an ex-Marine who asks permission in the filthiest flat voice
✅ Destination wedding forced proximity with only one bed
✅ A size difference you could file paperwork about
✅ A praise kink neither of them saw coming
✅ A man who has never once said something he didn’t mean
✅ He falls first / he falls harder dual POV
✅ Explicit, graphic, deeply emotional heat (🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️)
✅ HEA guaranteed. No cheating, no cliffhanger.