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Off the Market
Clay had thought that having only two weeks to plan a wedding would make his spur-of-the-moment elopement a small, intimate affair. Just he and Andrea on the beach with I dos and a kiss.
Nothing fancy. Nothing extravagant.
Apparently, he had been very wrong.
“Ugh, it looks like it’s going to rain,” Andrea grumbled from his side.
She was supervising the stringing up of lights and flowers all over the pool area of the Maxwell beach house in Hilton Head. A team had been brought in to fully fit the deck into a proper reception space to Andrea’s likings.
“Then, baby,” he said, scooping her up for a kiss, “we’ll just get married in the rain.”
She wrinkled her cute little button nose. “It would ruin everything. Don’t bring rain down on our day, Clay.”
He laughed. “Nothi
