After getting ready, the two of them set off early for Foster's, the restaurant where Andrew had made the reservation.

As they stepped out of the car, Andrew extended his hand toward Caroline. His broad palm was right in front of her, warm in a way that didn't seem to match his usual demeanor.

"In public, you're my wife," he said in a low voice.

Caroline hesitated no longer and placed her slender hand into his. Instinctively, his large palm closed around her soft ...