Sliding Home by Klaire Kelley

You know what, just throw me the whole bottle of Tequila at this point.

Hayden might not have been successful in killing me, but planning my wedding might just do it. There’s so much to do and pick out, and somehow Asher is always able to get out of being tortured by my extremely excited Mother who is helping me, (I say that with so much joy. No really, who would want a professional wedding planner to do all the work when you can spend hours each day doing it yourself!) lucky asshole.

Add on to the fact that we’re still looking over our shoulder for his deadbeat of a father’s old business investors who want revenge for screwing them over by killing his children (because that makes complete sense, insert eye roll here), and trying to find a house we both like to move into for us and his sister Violet, and you have one very stressed out Hazel soon to be King.

Not going to lie though, Hazel King does have a nice ring to it. I just hope that we can make it down the aisle without any more mishaps, hospital visits, kidnappings, or shootings.
Let’s all laugh together at that ridiculously optimistic thought because we all know that isn’t going to happen.
(*sigh*) At least no one can say my life is ever boring. Although, at this point I’d be completely okay with having a couple more boring days. I think I’ve earned it after the shit show with Hayden and my crazy cousin from three months ago, don’t you?

Too bad that doesn’t matter, so if you see me in my wedding dress chugging a margarita, mind your business.