I’ve heard she’s always a bridesmaid and never a bride. But I’d make her mine, if she’d let me. Three years ago, I left South Carolina and the woman I loved without looking back. Okay, that’s a lie. I’ve spent a fair amount of time imagining myself lounging under that Spanish moss with her. Back then, we didn’t have a care in the world. It was simple. Easy. Right. In fact, I’d been about to propose. But then I found out I had a kid I didn’t know about. And just like that, everything changed. Now, as a single dad, I’m back in town with one thing on my mind: Make it right with Layla, or go down trying.