Micah tried to reassure me. “Don’t worry, Riley. I still love you. Lana’s like family. And the kid… I just feel bad for him. Growing up without a dad can really mess a kid up. I just want to be there for him. Let’s put our wedding on hold. When he’s older, we’ll explain everything. I promise I’ll give you the big wedding you deserve.”
And just like that, the three of them walked off hand-in-hand to get their marriage certificate.
I pulled out my phone and called Asher Lane—the guy who’s been chasing me for ten years.
“I’m outside City Hall and in need of a marriage certificate. Want to be my husband?”
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“You’re asking me to marry you? You’re full of surprises, Miss Vaughn,” he said, stunned. “I literally just got off a flight. I’m out of the country right now.”
“Never mind then.”
But before I could hang up, his tone shifted—suddenly urgent. “Wait! Don’t move. I’ll be back before the place closes. Whoever bails is a chicken!”
After hanging up, I let out a long breath. Guess I’d better find somewhere to wait.
That’s when I heard someone call out sharply, “Riley Vaughn!”