She’s walking down the aisle. I’m standing in the way.
 
I’m not here to wish her well.
I’m here to ruin her wedding.
 
Tabatha and I were a five-alarm fire—passionate, messy, impossible to ignore. We burned hot, burned out, and divorced in spectacular fashion.
 
Now she’s about to marry someone else, and I’m not letting that happen. Armed with my camera, my charm, and a plan one bad idea away from disaster, I’ll crash every event until she remembers what we had—and realizes she still wants it.
 
Besides, she owes me. For the camera she smashed. For the Pulitzer-winning photograph she ruined. And for the way she broke my damn heart.
 
Because love is a battlefield.
And I’m not losing this war.