Chapter EighteenSpencer
Spencer watched Harley as the minister spoke. Butterflies tumbled around in his stomach as he studied her beautiful face, her gorgeous dress, and just everything about her. He was the luckiest man on Earth.
Harley gazed at him, as the minister read about friendship blossoming into everlasting love.
Then it was time for their vows. He didn’t know about Harley, but he had spent the last few weeks trying to find the perfect wording to express how he felt about his bride. After numerous pieces of paper had ended up in the trash, he’d finally found the right combination to convey his love.
Looking down at his feet and clearing away the lump in his throat, he began to sweat. This was suddenly and unexpectedly the most awkward moment of his life. It had always been eas
