Chapter Twenty-Two
Kiana’s panicked gaze collided with mine. She was watching her dreams slip away, and instead of being able to blame Anthony, I was squarely in the guilty column.
“The company I work for has an opening this weekend,” Anthony so helpfully offered. “We could move everything to our site. I’d be happy to take all of the pictures for the wedding in addition to the extra activities I’m already going to be there for.”
Nothing would feel better than slugging that smug asshole again, but I knew it wouldn’t fix what was going on. It wouldn’t save Kiana’s business.
“I’m sure we can work something out,” Kiana suggested with a tentative smile.
“No,” Carrington said. “I don’t want him anywhere near this. If you knew we knew each other, then you knew I should have been warned about
