“Abigail’s pulse hiccuped as Zach lowered his face towards hers, and when their lips touched – mercy, but her knees nearly buckled. He was kissing her. Honest-to-goodness kissing, As if he meant it. As if this marriage were something more than a business arrangement. As if he actually had feelings for her.”

“Abigail’s pulse hiccuped as Zach lowered his face towards hers, and when their lips touched – mercy, but her knees nearly buckled. He was kissing her. Honest-to-goodness kissing, As if he meant it. As if this marriage were something more than a business arrangement. As if he actually had feelings for her.”

— Karen Witemeyer