My Fiancé Bet Me Away. I Married His Best Friend Three Days Later

My fiancé Reid bet our wedding on five pieces of candy with my best friend—and lost, postponing our marriage for three years. So I honored an old bet with Callum: if I was still unmarried at twenty-seven, I’d marry him. Reid taught me that breaking a bet brings bad luck at storage auctions, so three days later, I became Callum’s bride.

Then Reid crashed our wedding with one demand: “Callum. You and me. One more bet.”