Greyson’s POV
It was the morning of the wedding, and I had a full day planned ahead of the time I needed to show up at the courthouse. Only everyone was somehow surprised that I had shown up to work.
“What are you doing here?” Linda asked in surprise as soon as she saw me enter the office.
“I’m meeting with the guy from the cleaning service about 1203,” I respond as I make my way over to my inbox. I flip through the stack of things that had accumulated in there since the last time I was in the office. Everything looks to be in order.
“Tanner is more than capable of handling that, you know,” she chided me.
“I’m well aware of what Tanner is capable of,” I reply amicably. “But seeing as how I’m personally invested in the outcome, I want to make absolutely certain that the job
