Chapter 14

“You look beautiful.” Harrison kissed Sara on the cheek before placing his hand on the small of her back. He guided her toward the front door of his parents’ home, which in Sara’s estimation, looked rather like the front door to a castle.

His parents’ place was huge. She’d heard that the Thorntons’ house was palatial, but when they’d driven up the endless driveway to the house perched on a hill overlooking the lake, her breath had left her body. The house was an older Victorian with a wrap-around porch and painted a dark blue, sensible yet pretty at the same time. Sara had no idea how many rooms this place had—ten? or more? The front yard consisted of steps trailing up to the front door, while the yard itself brimmed with flowers and shrubbery, including hydrangeas that seemed to be bursting with white and blue blossoms.

Her heart pounded so hard that she had to stop herself from clutching at Harrison’s arm to keep herself steady. Her nerves had dissipated somewhat after she’d agreed