Chapter 18

“You charmed me from the first meeting, and you’ve never stopped. You’re it for me. You get me like no one else does. I couldn’t ask for someone more perfect for me. I love you. I will always love you. And you’re mine as much as I’m yours.”

We exchanged rings, and my hands shook, but Monroe clasped them in his until they stopped. I wanted to kiss him and leaned forward, waiting for the final words from Adam.

“By the power vested in me by the Internet and the state of New York, I now pronounce you husbands once and flor-al!”

THE ENDTurning Wood by Ofelia Gr?nd

Mason Dager slowly spun the misty whiskey tumbler between fingertips grown cold from the prolonged contact. The beautiful, egg-shaped glass didn’t look well balanced. He was almost afraid to let it go. When he forced himself to release the glass, it sat perfectly still on the bar disk.

The ice cubes were nearly all melted, but he had yet to take a sip.