Chapter 2
It was an unseasonably warm evening in late February when Remy confided to Lane the problems he was running into with planning their wedding. Well, problems wasn’t the right word for it…more like snags, really, as they were little things here and there, but Lane knew Remy well enough to recognize when something was bothering him. They sat on the balcony of Lane’s condo downtown, looking out over the dark rapids of the James River and sharing a bottle of wine as they snuggled together beneath a large stadium blanket on a wicker loveseat. From the contemplative look on his lover’s face, Lane knew Remy was thinking about the wedding again. Even with grant proposals taking up the bulk of his time, his mind drifted to their impending nuptials whenever there was a quiet moment.
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