22
Out in the Open
“So…did you really show up at the art gallery?” Andrea asked.
Clay nodded. They’d just gone through an incredible amount of pictures, and soon, the bride and groom would make an appearance at the reception. The rest of the family who weren’t in the bridal party were making their way inside to find their seats, but Clay had held Andrea back a minute.
“I was there. I came to see you.”
“I still don’t understand why you walked away. That doesn’t sound like you at all.” Her blue eyes searched his with a mix of fear and curiosity.
“You don’t know now…but you will.” He took her hand and kissed it. “I’ve done a lot wrong by you, Andrea. But, in the four months since we’ve been apart, you’re the only person I’ve been thinking about.”
“That’s not exactly what I heard,” she
