“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked, trying to shake the lingering shock that he really meant all of this.
“Of course. I already told them I’m gay. They’ll probably be happy to know that you’re the man I’m with. They already love you.”
My brows shot up.
“Oh my god, what did they say? How did it go?” I asked, jumping to my feet.
Kamran laughed and pushed me toward the stairs.
“I’ll tell you on the way,” he said.
“Are you sure?—?”
“Yes!” he said. “You have to come, I already told my mom you would be there. Besides, you can help me break in my new bed after they leave.”
I shook my head in wonder, gave him another quick kiss that I had to drag myself away from and then hurried upstairs to change.
By the time I came downstairs, I couldn’t stop smiling.
“I know I switched into an alternate reality,” I informed Kamran, taking his hand. “How else is it that you told your parents before I did?”
He shrugged.
“I’m a go-getter, obviously.” Then his smile faded a little, and he added, “I want to be my true self from now on.”
I understood the sentiment. There had been enough hiding in the shadows for both of us.
“Then, let’s do dinner with my parents next weekend,” I said.
He searched my face and then nodded.
“Deal.”
EPILOGUE
Ryan
I kept the smile on my face through the vows and didn’t bat an eye at the first kiss. I even clapped because the wedding ceremony went off without a hitch.
Kamran had been nervous as hell leading up to it. He’d been terrified of something going wrong, and I’d been there to hold my best friend’s hand leading up to the moment he walked down the aisle.
It gave me purpose to stand at his side and see him through the start of the next stage of his life.
Through the parties, fittings, and rehearsals, I had been okay with all of it.
Through the whole wedding I was okay with it.
Until the dancing started.
There was something about the lights dimming, and Kamran and Melissa in the center of the dance floor, looking like the perfect couple that suddenly hit me like a punch in the gut.
I would never have that.
Maybe one day, if I could just let go of these relentless feelings.
I could get married, sure.
But it would never be to Kamran. I would never have what Melissa did and it hurt like hell.
