“How’d you meet Harper anyway?” Noah asks when he senses he’s not going to get much more from me on that subject.
“College.”
I remember it like it was yesterday. She and her best friend, Angie, were at the season kick-off rally and she bounced her way up to me. She looked like an angel with the way her blonde hair shone in the sun.
The minute I met her, I was addicted to her. I wanted Harper and nobody else. Getting married on a whim in Vegas? It made sense for the two of us. I loved her and wanted the entire world to know it.
Except a technicality with the paperwork made it so we supposedly weren’t legally married. A technicality that might not be so technical anymore.
I don’t know what the hell is going on, but if it means I get to spend time with Harper, then so be it.
Because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her since I ran into the girls’ school last week.
Harper. I never imagined seeing her again. She was out of my life for good. I locked her up tight in a box never to think about her because it was too hard. Sure, some days I couldn’t help it, but for the most part, my life was good.
I love Sam and Sadie more than anything. They became my world the minute I adopted them, and I havenever regretted it. I would do it again in a heartbeat if I had to. I put myself second for them. I’ve tried dating a few times, but it never stuck.
Maybe it was the universe trying to send me a message. That no one would ever compare to Harper because apparently we’ve been married this whole time. But based on the way Harper reacted today, the last thing she wants is to stay together.
But what if…
What if this is my second chance with Harper? That nothing has ever happened because I had to figure out my shit before we could be together?
The girls are older now. I’m older. Life has gotten in the way of one of the best things to ever happen to me.
If this really is my second chance with Harper, there is no way in hell I am going to fuck it up.
Vegas was good to us once before. Maybe it’ll be good to us again. The start of something new. Something fresh.
Maybe…just, maybe.
Chapter Nine
MARCUS
Harper
What does your schedule look like today?
Marcus
Practice until 2 then I have to be at the rink by 6 for warm-ups
Meet me at 3 at the chapel
How about I meet you at the hotel so we can talk before we go?
This doesn’t require talking, Marcus
Please?
Fine. I’m staying at the Flamingo. Room 8074
But we’re keeping this short and sweet
I’ll be there right after practice
Short andsweet, Marcus
