Chapter 3

I, twenty-eight, single for three years, just got hitched in a flash to a guy I'd only met once, and I'd even drenched him in wine and coffee.

"From today on, you're Mrs. Perez," Makenzie's voice snapped me back to reality.

I looked up at him. He'd already changed into a clean set of clothes, back to that polished, composed vibe. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'd never believe that just half an hour ago, I'd left him looking like a total wreck.

"Mr. Perez..." I started, but he cut me off.

"Call me Makenzie," he…