Chapter 5

For our seventh wedding anniversary, Maren booked a restaurant that required reservations a month in advance.

She added the dinner to my calendar two weeks ahead. Three days before, she reminded me not to schedule a client meeting.

Every time, I told her I remembered.

That afternoon, Blaire came into my office with a file and asked if I could review her proposal again that evening.

I told her it was my anniversary.

She drew out the words with a knowing smile.

"So Mr. Mercer does remember. In that case, I won't dare steal you away."

She laughed.

I laughed…