I wanted her from the moment I met her. Something sparked between us and felt right. But she kept pushing me away.

Until one day, I saw her outside her apartment, crying her eyes out. Those tears of frustration tore at my heart. I knew I could help her.

Sure, I'll marry you to help you keep custody of your kid.

Maybe it was the Vegas wedding or the fact that her son was there. Everything blew up, but I told her I would do this--and I meant it at the time.

Everything changed the moment we got home. I was no longer chasing this single woman I wanted to date. I was married to her and was now a stepfather. Life would never be the same. Was I insane for taking this on?

The kid hated me.

His mother no longer looked at me with those loving eyes. I was screwing up left and right with no clear way to solve any of it.

If I was going to make this work, I needed a crash course on how to be a good husband.

Do they make books about that?