After a while of staring at the door, hoping to see Becca walk in, I decided to get myself busy. I pulled a stack of files toward me and opened a document on my computer screen. I hoped that if I paid more attention to work, it would help keep my mind off the clinging feeling of Asher’s touch and the sudden reality of the wedding.

I forced my eyes to trace the lines of text on the screen, staring at them long enough for the words to blur. But when the door finally creaked open, I blinked and realized I hadn't been paying attention to the work at all....