Lauren woke early, dressed, and again beat Chase to the coffeemaker. She sat at the table and watched the sun rise on a beautiful, clear, and dry day as she pondered her immediate future. She was getting married.
One thing she'd learned about the handsome rancher was he didn't rush into anything. He thought everything through and through. Sometimes he thought it to death, and she surmised he'd done that before proposing to her as well. She could only hope he'd had the right idea and she'd made the right decision.
She'd have to get used to the sound of Lauren Montgomery instead of Lauren McCray. She rolled her tongue around the new name.
At least I'll have the same initials. Then again, maybe I won't bother changing my nameat least not till we get past the first year.
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