LOGINHe gives me an empathetic smile. “It could be more complicated than that. The reasons could be multifaceted or more nuanced than you thought.”I nod pensively, taking it all in. Once again, I’m grateful Grayson is with me to help me navigate this quagmire.I slip my hand into his. “Thanks for being
I chuckle as I stare at Grayson sitting next to me in our first-class seats.“Do you really think anyone’s going to be fooled by the baseball cap and shades?”He grins. “You don’t know your dad’s not tailing you. He seems awfully curious about your plans this weekend.”“Luther was just pissed that I
I drop my head and groan my frustration into my glass of pinot noir.What if our last hours were all an illusion, and in his mind, it really was the final goodbye? My heart sinks like a stone at the thought. I know it can’t go on, but I’m not ready for it to be over. Please let us have one more week
“Leave this work for the others. You are meant for so much more. You’re a Harrison, for crying out loud.”“Other people like who?” I say, careful to keep my voice down. The whole office needn’t know how much of a pretentious snob my dad can be. “We’re short-staffed as it is. Very few attorneys are w
It’s Tuesday morning, the first day I’ve awakened since Friday without Grayson Bennett in my bed. My mind is still reeling from this weekend, and my body has a pleasant ache one might have after running a marathon. Everything was so surreal, from Grayson showing up unannounced at my door to him admi
Her shoulders slump. “So, you don’t think that I should go see her.”“I just wonder if it would do more harm than good.” I rub my hands over my face. “Kind of like me overstaying my welcome.” I turn to look at her. I can already see the sorrow in those lovely eyes. “I should go now.”Her brow furrow
I respected it. Hell, I’d expect nothing less.Grayson stands beside him, cool and composed as ever, nodding at me like a man who’s seen battles far messier than love but still knows which one takes more guts. My other two groomsmen—both guys who served with me—have taken turns cracking jokes, whisp
The morning light filters through the curtains, golden and quiet. It spills across the bed in soft streaks, wrapping her in a glow that makes her look almost unreal—like some angel that wandered into my life and never left.Margo sleeps on her side, one hand curled beneath her cheek, her breathing s
Three days ago, we were in survival mode. Tonight, we’re just two people crazy in love, toeing the line of our own promise, drunk on each other and the fact that tomorrow… we get forever.We made a promise—to wait until our honeymoon to make love again. But promises are hard to keep when he looks at
My smile grows with this knowledge as I glance around at the others.Grayson laughs. "I think you're out of the doghouse, Colt.""Good," Colton chuckles, "I'd prefer my bride be smiling when she walks down the aisle in 4 days."Abigail clasps her hands together. "Oh, that's right," she says in her e







