Amelie’s POV

I woke up this morning cradled in Nathan’s arms. It’s my favorite place to be. I just lay there staring at the ceiling. I can’t believe that tomorrow I will be Mrs. Michaels. I sighed and snuggled into Nathan. I felt him stretch behind me.

“Good morning, almost Mrs. Michaels,” Nathan uttered

“Good morning, almost Mr. Cavanaugh,” I joked.

“Hey, that’s Dr. Cavanaugh, alright?” he teased.

“So, what’s on the agenda today, future hubby?” I asked.

“Well, I need to go to work, unfortunately, for a couple of hours,” Nathan replied, “but don’t fret. You will be whisked away to the spa with Tiff, Morgan, and Kimmy. Full...