CHAPTER 3
Oh, for the love of God.
Sam wanted to escape. Wanted to walk away from all this idiocy and get some space, find some peace. But she’d promised Erin she’d be here, and that meant participating in whatever lunacy the happy couple came up with. Of course, she’d expected Jill to be by her side, and she hadn’t known Griff would be here.
She’d assumed he was still deployed… somewhere. Her standard operating procedure for years had been trying not to think about where he was or what he was doing, something she’d had plenty of experience with because of her Navy SEAL brother. Now all her considerable will was going toward pretending Griff wasn’t sitting on the other side of the fire. How the hell could he be more sexy and magnetic now than he was at twenty-two? Was it the beard? The
