Dallas sighed and turned off the shower. Goddamn, he’d only been in this hotel for two nights and he was already sick of it. Not that there was a single thing wrong with the hotel. No, it was nice; really nice. But he wanted to be with Olivia.
He thought about their approaching wedding day, felt the now-familiar wave of happiness wash over him. If anyone had asked him a year ago if he’d ever get married, he’d have rolled his hard blue eyes and scoffed. No way Dallas Foreman, happy-go-lucky womanizer, was settling down. Nuh-uh and no thanks.
But Olivia had changed all of that. Her beauty was astounding, of course, but it was the least-important of her qualities, as far as he was concerned. She blew him away with her bravery, her humor, her strength. She was compassionate and sweet and jus
