Chapter 35
“Do you think we could get another of those hero cakes?” Dez asked. He smiled at Fran. “I know someone who deserves to be called ‘my hero.’”
THE ENDMy Best Man by Linn Edwards
To my sister, with love and good memories of adventure and romance novels.
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Ian woke up without opening his eyes, initially. He was hoping to spare himself the glare from the morning light—perhaps afternoon light, actually—and feeling the aches from being in the same position for a while. Trying to move his arm, Ian found it immobile. Briefly concerned, he opened one eye to find his arm immobile because it lay under the sleeping best man at his sister’s wedding.