My mother’s wedding is tomorrow. She’s marrying Trent Atlas. My new stepdad, who just so happens to be one of the hottest men alive. Trent likes my mom—of that much I’m certain. But there’s something else I think to be true but that I don’t know for sure. I catch him sneaking glances at me that linger a little too long. When he’s over our house and I’m walking around shirtless in just my briefs. Trent just sent me a text saying he's got wine in his hotel room. Mom isn't there because the bride can't see the groom before the wedding. She'd never know if we had a little bachelor party of our own. And that's exactly what we're going to do.