CHAPTER SIX
For days, Jocelyn would have to remind herself that she’d agreed to marry Luke Wright. That he was drawing up a marriage contract right that moment.
She’d pinch herself, convinced she was dreaming, but then real life intruded. And inevitably, Luke would text her with questions:
When is your birthday?
What are you parents’ names?
Where were you born?
Among other personal questions. She half-expected him to ask for her to go to a doctor for a physical so he could view the results. Maybe even do the physical himself just to be safe.
The following Friday, when the restaurant was slow in the morning, Jocelyn returned to the Wright mansion to hash out the contract. When she arrived, Maggie told her with pursed lips that Mr. Luke was busy but would be down in a few minutes.
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