

“I hate to sound trite, but you won’t know unless you ask.” I offered him a reassuring smile. Maybe his time was four years ago and now he’s over it.” It’s like some timer is counting down the minutes, and I’m getting more impatient by the hour. “Yes.” Lifting his head, Mark met my gaze. And thinking of that made me quiver, in part because I was the same age Mark had been when he’d said not yet and I could relate. “And now you’re twenty-eight and ready?” The same age as Gideon. Maybe some people are up for that kind of commitment then, but I … I wasn’t.” Jesus, I don’t know what I said.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desktop and dropping his face into his hands. “Over the last couple years, he’s made more than a few comments about how right I was to say no.” “But I didn’t want him to think I had doubts about us,” Mark went on, as if I hadn’t spoken, “so I blamed my refusal on the institution of marriage, like a total ass.” “No one ever knows that for sure,” I said softly, as much to myself as to him. It seemed like the wrong time and I wasn’t sure he wanted to marry for the right reasons.” I was just starting to get my legs under me here at the agency, he was starting to get some really lucrative referrals, and we were picking up the pieces after a painful breakup. God knows when Steven asked me a few years ago, it was hearts and flowers to the max. Mark barked out a humorless laugh and followed it with a miserable look at me. “As far as romance goes, I can’t top that.” “Do you want something private,” I suggested, “with just the two of you? Or a party with friends and family? Do you exchange gifts?”
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I’ve picked up a thing or two.”Īfter playing hostess to three wealthy husbands, Monica Tramell Barker Mitchell Stanton could’ve been a professional event planner if she ever had to work for a living. I haven’t had many anniversaries myself, I’m sad to say, but my mom is spectacular with them. “Are you going out? Do you have reservations or do you want me to handle that?” Out of all the couples I’d seen over the course of my life, Mark and Steven were the most stable and loving. “Sunday is my seventh anniversary with Steven.” He shrugged, swiveling away and back again in his Aeron chair. “Seems like you’ve got something weighing on your mind.”
