She couldn’t fathom how she’d handle being paddled too. And now he sat with his arms outstretched, reaching for her. She couldn’t resist — didn’t want to resist — and ran into them. He laughed, pulling her to sit on his lap, holding her face between his hands and kissing her nose. “It’s all over....
She leaned over to grab the invitations. “These are the invitations we picked out, our colors are tan and blue to go—”“Here. Let me explain the theme and where we’re getting married.” He shot Libby a look that said ‘Let me handle this’ and she reluctantly handed him the invitations, sitting back,...