♥ Casey ♥
By lunchtime, I felt as if the day had stretched into a week. The office was quiet. The kind of lull that usually helped me focus. But today it just made the clock louder. I tried to lose myself in contracts and filings, but my thoughts kept slipping back to the morning.
To the red plates and pink serviettes.
To the roses in the center of our table.
To the way Lance’s hands had shaken just a little when he fastened the bracelet around my wrist.
I glanced down at it now. Two small hearts linked on a delicate chain. It caught the light every time I moved my hand across the keyboard. Each glint reminded me that he had thought about this. Planned it. That this Valentine’s Day was not an afterthought. The new watch on his wrist flashed in my mind, too. The way his face had soften
