Carson kept waiting for Adele to say something, finally sighing when she continued to stare at him. He fell in step beside her, wishing this wedding was over already. Or maybe he didn’t wish that. Maybe he wanted the nuptials to be stalled, so he’d have time to talk to Adele, make her understand how miserable he was without her.
And honestly, she didn’t look all that happy either. Sure, she was as beautiful as ever. Sexy in a way that reached right into his stomach and pulled.
He offered her his arm, and still she stared at him. “I’ll see if someone will switch,” he muttered, and she practically threw her hand through his arm. A shockwave of desire hit him, and he had a very real feeling that he was going to say things he’d regret later.
He only had a moment to decide if he cared or not
