One Year Later

”Callum, you have to stop.” He nips at my skin as he crawls around our bed as I try to swat him away from me. ”Cal, you’re in the wedding party.”

He groans and stands up, scratching his bare butt and making me laugh. ”I still can’t believe Nicole and Zack are having an actual wedding,” he says as he heads toward the shower.

I pad down the hall to the office to wait my turn for the bathroom. Lord ...