Chapter 5

Wesley showed up late at the courthouse. There was a hickey on his neck. I didn't ask, and he pretended it didn't exist.

The paperwork was done in no time. As we stepped out of the building, Wesley had a relaxed smile on his face.

He was all fired up as he suggested, "Abigail, have you thought about what kind of proposal you want? I can start planning right now. How about we go to an island? The ocean there is so blue. It's perfect for a romantic beach wedding."

I was about to tell him, "There's no future for…