Chapter One
EVAN
“Shut the hell up,” Jackson says, glancing down at me as he stands on the top step of the ladder.
“What happens if you fall off and break your neck right before the wedding?” I try to reason with him, but he’s impossible. Though I’m holding the ladder steady with a death grip, it won’t help a damn thing if he loses his balance and comes toppling backward.
“Then I guess I’ll be glad you went to that fancy medical school so you can fix me right up.”
I roll my eyes at his snide comment. “It’s dangerous, and that’s not how it works if you break bones. I can’t just whip up a solution to fix you by Friday,” I remind him. Being a doctor doesn’t mean I can magically repair bones like some s**t out of Harry Potter. It’s much more complicated than that.
“Dangerous is my middle
