If you ever get married, remember my name: Max Henderson. In my line of work, you acquire a certain perspective on supposedly everlasting unions...
1. Pre-nups are your friend.
2. The person you married is not the person youāre divorcing.
3. And I hope you didnāt spend much on the wedding because that was one helluva waste of hard-earned cash, wasnāt it?
But some guys are willing to take a chanceālike my brother, who thinks heās going to ride off into the sunset with the woman of his dreams in a haze of glitter on unicorns. And the wedding plannerāthe green-eyed beauty who makes a living convincing suckers to shell out thousands of dollars on centerpiecesāis raking it in on this matrimonial monstrosity.
The thing is, Charlie Love is not unlike me. Weāre both cogs in the wedding-industrial complex. As the best man, I know her gameāand I can play it better than her. But after one scorching, unexpected kiss, Iām thinking I might just want to get played.