Falling for the Fling

The day of my best friend's wedding, I'm the one rocking the strapless red taffeta and chef's apron ensemble, running on zero sleep. Being both the event caterer and a bridesmaid is crazy, I know. But, I'm a pro. This is my seventh wedding after all—as bridesmaid, that is. Pretty sure that's some kind of town record. Still, no amount of my trademark meticulous planning could've possibly prepared me to see him again. The prodigal Doctor Dreamy himself, Mason Stewart. My first (and only) love who disappeared without a word literally the day after proposing to me. What the heck is he doing back in Bliss River? And how is it at all fair that he looks this good? Also, holy crap, why is he coming this way? * * * There she is. Somehow even more beautiful than I remember. This overdue apology is one I've rehearsed since the day I left, pulverized by my own family, positive I'd never be...