Chapter TenSpencer
Harley had been through so much the last week. First the stress of graduation day, then the flower debacle, and now their wedding cake misfortune.
She had been picking up extra shifts at the diner, and even though he wasn’t one-hundred percent sure it was for extra money for the wedding and not avoidance of wedding-related activities, he supported her. And being a good fiancé, he wanted to get her a wedding gift that would take her breath away.
Spencer clicked through pages on the internet, looking for something specific. When he’d woken up this morning, he’d had an idea. A great idea, if he didn’t mind patting himself on the back—and he never did. But he had needed to wait until he was at work to plan and shop. He couldn’t risk Harley seeing what he was doing and rui
