He wanted to break something. Hit something. He wanted to throw Caroline over his shoulder and finally get her alone so he could find out what the hell was going on.Five days. It had been five days since he’d been alone with her. After that first night, she’d been a hummingbird, beautiful to watch and impossible to pin down. She’d claimed she was in “wedding mode” and he could plainly see that it was true. But something inside told him it was more than that. And every time he tried to approach her, she gave him a distracted smile, a reasonable excuse, and then she was gone again.He’d watched her take the wedding planner to task and organize his entourage with a skill he was forced to admire. Her Bluetooth was forever in her ear as she spoke to caterers and made last minute orders. When she wasn’t on the phone she was in the car. She’d driven into Austin twice to pick up several of Trudy’s California friends as they arrived, and whenever she had a moment to breathe Caroline had been at his sister’s side like a mother hen.
