Obsession: His Runaway Bride
"Like if I kissed you right now, doves would fly out of the sky and some violin would start playing."
Grace rolled her eyes. "Okay, Shakespeare." She chuckled and suddenly tugged his hand. "Come here," she murmured. "I want to introduce you properly."
Keegan followed her without hesitation, standing beside her as she looked down at the grave. He smiled at the grave where he had placed the flowers he brought as he read–Faith Blackwood. He had known about her. Grace had spoken of her in soft pieces, like memory-fragments she was finally learning to trust him with.
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