Crybaby
“Cole, why on earth do you stay with him? He’s such a crybaby.”
I clenched my fists and walked away before I hurt the guy who was now a former friend. It wasn’t the first time someone had asked me, but that didn’t make it any easier to hear, especially considering I’d once thought of Pete as one of my better pals. The question he asked had been tossed out by more than a few people, which led to the end of several friendships, because no way would I let someone belittle him. The ‘him’ in question was my husband of three years, Daniel ‘Danny’ Hayes.
Our initial meeting was such a fucking turnoff. It was at a mutual friend’s wedding where I was the best man to the guy who’d been part of my life since we met in middle school. I was there when he met Celia Vander Vale. The sparks between the two was instantaneous, and I knew one day we’d be in this position. Miles told me there was no one in his life he’d prefer to have with him as his best man, and I was only too happy to say I’d stand there as he took his first steps into his new life.