I hadn’t planned on falling in love with my wife—but I did anyway. I came to Haven Springs to return a truck and left with a wife.
I met Jess when she dumped cinnamon rolls down my shirt—and later that afternoon, I met her newborn daughter, Ruthie. After that, I didn’t stand a chance.
Then her parents tried to marry her off to some creepy elder from their church. So, I stepped in. My solution? Marry me instead. It wasn’t supposed to be a shortcut or a favor.
If we did this, we were doing it for real—giving it an honest shot, building something that could actually last.
And somewhere between the vows and late nights with her newborn daughter, my two girls became the best thing that ever happened to me—and everything I stood to lose.
There’s just one problem: I’ve been keeping something from her. And when she finds out, it won’t just shake our marriage—it might end it before it ever has a chance to begin.
