Tease (Cloverleigh Farms, #8)

by Melanie Harlow

Still, a high school reunion? A room full of people staring at me? Judging my every word, or worse, my awkward silence? Fuck that.

“And I don’t care what the odds are. I’d bet on us every time.”

“I love an imperfection.” But standing there, in this place full of warm memories, next to my best friend in the world, in front of the people we loved most, looking forward to our happily ever after, I had to admit that even with imperfections, some moments in life were still perfect. Both things could be true.