Jake wasted no time in sitting on the creaky wooden chair beside the desk. I tried to forget that in twenty-five minutes I was about to be married to another man, and that what I was about to do was very wrong.

I walked up to him and stood there. I gave a heavy sigh as if to say that he was such a bother. I looked him in the eye.

"This is the last time," I said. Jake grinned. "I can't believe I'm doing this," I said under my breath.

Then, slowly I bent in half and took hold of the bottom of my wedding gown. I gathered it...