Chapter 4
“YOU WANTED TO SEE m—oooh my God, I’m sorry.”
Cecily hurriedly shut Norah’s office door, but not before she had a flash of a bare-chested Cam Crawford pressing a kiss to his bride-to-be’s bared shoulder. As she stood in the hall, listening to hurried movements on the other side of the door, she couldn’t help but think it’d be nice to have someone to be that reckless with. Her brain conjured up an image of Reed.
Bad. Idea.
The door opened and Cam stepped out, fully dressed and pink all the way to the tips of his ears. “Sorry about that. We, uh—”
Feeling the heat in her own cheeks, Cecily waved him off, careful to keep her eyes above the equator. “Almost married and crazy about each other. I get it. Sorry I interrupted.”
Norah stepped up behind him, looking considerably less
