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misunderstood her.
    “My stepdad, but yes,” she clarified.
    I hung my head and took in a deep breath. No wonder I hadn’t made the connection. Avery still had her biological father’s last name, but the man that took Jenna from me was the man she now called Dad.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
     
    Avery
     
    “Kade, what’s going on?” I asked.
    The tension between them terrified me. Kade and the man who had been more of a father than the one who abandoned my mother and me were staring at each other as if they were enemies. They looked as if they were going to attack each other at any moment.
    “Do you two know each other?” I asked.
    “Yeah, Robert and I go way back. Don’t we, Robert?” Kade’s response was all cocky arrogance.
    “I’m sensing that, uh,” I stuttered, unsure of what to say that wouldn’t make the situation worse, “maybe friends isn’t the right word to explain your relationship.”
    My dad stood before Kade silently. I had rarely seen him nervous or even angry, but right now he appeared to be a little of both.
    “I think I’m gonna get going, Avery,” he said. “I have to be to work in an hour. Tell your mother I’ll see her tonight.” He turned around to face his car and attempted to leave in a hurry.
    “Are you still working all that overtime, Robert?” Kade asked, and I found his comment odd. “You are getting enough sleep in between shifts, right? I mean, you wouldn’t want to get behind the wheel and cause an accident, would you, Robert?”
    My father didn’t answer Kade or even look back as he walked away. He just opened his car door and crawled inside.
    “What the hell is wrong with you?” I narrowed my eyes at Kade. “Where do you get off talking to him like that?”
    “You don’t know?” he asked.
    “Know what?” I fired back, growing more irritated with him.
    His nostrils flared, and his rapid breathing grew more intense. “How long has he been married to your mother?”
    “Why does that matter?” I wasn’t going to give in to his demands for details about my life after the way he’d just behaved. He owed me an explanation for the way he treated my father. Until I got it, he could fuck off.
    “How long?” he snapped.
    “Go to hell, Kade.” I spun on my heel and walked back toward the church, but I could hear his footsteps following me. These damn strappy heels were impossible to get away in. He gripped my elbow a little too hard, and I yelped as he spun me around to face him.
    “Let go,” I said as I yanked my arm away. He was acting crazy, and it was starting to scare me. Kade had always been so sweet and gentle with me. Yeah, he was quiet and often hard to read, but he had never behaved like this.
    As my eyes filled with tears, he stepped back, gaping. I got the feeling he just realized he’d hurt me. “Avery, I’m sorry. Did I hurt you, sweetheart?” He reached out for me, and I backed away. “I didn’t mean to. Goddamn it, I’m sorry.”
    “I’m fine. I need to get back inside. We have pictures.” I turned and rushed off, not giving him the chance to say anything more.
    Quinn looked up as I approached the altar. Jett had a death grip on her waist, as if she may escape and he wasn’t about to let her. I giggled at his ridiculous obsession with her. His need for her and how much he loved having her near were honestly adorable. I was envious of Quinn. The previous encounter with Kade came rushing back, and I found my impending tears returning once more at the sight of the sweetness the two of them shared.
    “Don’t you dare cry,” Harper said. “You’ll ruin your makeup. If I have to stand up there and have this crazy-ass photographer position me like a damn mannequin in some department store window, so do you.” She bumped her hip against mine. “And we are sure as hell going to complete this task looking our finest.”
    Harper always had the ability to make anyone smile, and her snarky comments and