CHAPTER NINE
A wave of dread hit Ashley as she pulled into her driveway and pressed the button to open the garage door. She never imagined Brett would arrive back at their home first.
When she walked from the garage into the house, she met her fiancé standing in the hallway. He’d already changed from his tux into shorts and a T-shirt, so he didn’t just arrive. He’d obviously been waiting for her.
“First, tell me nothing’s wrong with you,” he said, concern visible on his face. “That you’re okay.”
She nodded. “I’m fine.”
“Did you go see a doctor?”
“No.”
A fire lit in his eyes.
“So then where have you been?” he demanded.
She stared at him, a knot forming in her stomach, trying to figure out a way to explain.
“I left the auction early,” he spat out, “worried sick about you and y
