her go. Of course her decision to get involved with him again could have something to
do with the romantic streak he’d developed during their time apart. He’d courted her,
bringing her flowers and her favorite chocolate. The romance had been a whirlwind.
Love had struck her fast, and Ethan had told her he felt the same way. As for the
sex…well, it had been so much better than before, and it had been pretty spectacular
then.
She still wasn’t quite sure how they’d ended up engaged so fast. She’d just known
she wanted to be with him. Forever. She loved him, and that was all there was to it.
That first weekend after he’d slipped the ring on her finger, while they’d been holed up
in a tiny hotel room on the coast exploring each other’s bodies, everything had been
perfect. In the past two months since that fateful night, not much had changed. At least
she hadn’t thought it had.
He’d been right there with her as she scoured bridal magazines, getting ideas for
bridesmaids’ dresses and flowers. He’d sat with her for hours going over the catering
menu for the reception, listening to her gripe and moan about what they would serve
their guests. He’d even been the one to choose the cream-colored frosting on the cake
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when she hadn’t been able to make up her mind. So the fact that he didn’t bother to
show up for his own wedding made no sense at all. She sniffled. And here she’d gotten
all dressed up and everything. White was so not her color and she’d take her black boots
over white satin heels any day.
Her fingers curled into fists, her cheeks heating. He was so dead when he’d finally
turn up. If he turned up.
She took another glance at the clock on the church spire. Ethan still hadn’t shown
up and she might as well head back inside and deal with a little damage control. Her
heart sank and pain tightened her stomach into knots. Tears formed in her eyes but she
refused to let them fall. She hoped Ethan was happy, wherever he was, because if she
found him, she’d make sure he never forgot how much he’d hurt her yet again.
She spun around, walking back toward the church when she heard a rustle in the
bushes beside her. Instinct kicking in, she stilled and turned her head toward the sound.
At first she didn’t see anything but then Cameron came into her view, wearing a black
tux identical to the one Ethan should be wearing right now. He spread his hands in
front of him and shook his head. “Sorry, Jane. Didn’t mean to spook you.”
“You didn’t.” Not much at least. It didn’t really matter what came out of the
darkness. Whatever it was, she could handle it. Cameron was no threat. Ethan’s closest
friend and best man was just a sweet, easygoing guy who’d been a big help during the
wedding preparations. He’d helped her secure a DJ who would play more than bad ’80s
music and had made sure she and Ethan had a limo to take them from the church to the
hotel where they’d booked the reception. Cameron was harmless. Not someone out
there to try to harm her. At least she didn’t think so… After their last conversation
when he’d been helping her choose a play list to give the DJ—and the shocking
confession he’d made—she wouldn’t be surprised if he planned to put a stop to the
wedding. Maybe he’d written the note. “What are you doing out here?”
“You look beautiful.”
Jane narrowed her eyes. “He sent you to dump me, didn’t he?”
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“Who, Ethan?”
The confusion on Cameron’s face put a damper on her suspicion. Maybe Ethan
hadn’t chickened out. There could be a valid reason for his lateness. She rolled her
shoulders back, glancing around the lot. “Yes, Ethan. He didn’t send you?”
“No. I wanted to talk to you.”
“I’m not so sure we have much to talk about.”
Cameron shoved a hand through his dark, shoulder-length hair. Everything about
his posture screamed tension. “Yes, we do. What I said to you before…I was out of
line.”
“You mean when you told me you were in love with my fiancé? It might not have
been out of line but it was a little weird.”
“I’m sorry. I wish things could have been different.”
She frowned. “What do you mean?”
Cameron raised his eyebrows. “There’s something you should know, Jane.
Something really important.”
Jane scrunched her nose. His words were so similar to the note she’d gotten. Maybe
Cameron really had written it. But why? What secrets could he possibly tell her about