Chapter 2
Remington Burke IV felt like he was the fourteen-year-old boy that Cassidy had punched in the face, all over again. She drove off in that old junker as if she’d just made a deal with the devil. He didn’t remember what he’d said to her back then, they’d been camping, but he remembered her fist bloodying his nose and Grannie forcing him to apologize.
And now his grandmother wanted him to marry her? Cassidy hated him and always would.
However with only twenty-three days until his thirtieth birthday, he was out of options. And even if he had options, Grannie’s plea a few minutes ago trumped them.
Somehow, he and Cassidy would have to learn to live together.
He went and held his grandmother’s hand. “Grannie, Cassidy and I will get married this week. I want you there.”
“Now that
