Savannah turned to look at me. “So, are you in? Do you want me to be your ball and chain for the next few months? I promise to be the best girlfriend and then fiancée and then wife before I leave you high and dry and file for divorce.” She extended her hand in offering to seal the deal. “Sounds like a match made in heaven.” I oozed sarcasm and wrapped my large hand around hers. It was probably the worst idea I’d ever agreed to. But for whatever reason, I couldn’t say no. “I’m in.”
