She’s doing it the way a Holly is supposed to. The right job, the right man, the right kind of wedding. Only, none of it suits Mary Catherine.
Brad is good for her. They make an excellent team. Mary Catherine can see that.
She’ll make the perfect surgeon’s wife.
The fact she and Brad have been friends since childhood doesn’t hurt either. Yet something feels off.
Maybe it’s simply the over-the top wedding her stepmother has orchestrated.
Maybe it’s cold feet?
But then Mary Catherine runs into Jax.
The bad boy, hell-raising, hotter than a metal tailgate in the late-summer Texas sun cowboy . . . Jax.
The guy she once broke all the rules for.
Sigh.
She once planned to marry Jax.
But in two weeks she’s going to walk down the aisle to Brad instead.
