John I’ve never met anyone who bothers me more than Chad Sinclair. He’s always smiling, always happy – excited about life in a way I truly cannot comprehend.
A spoiled city guy who acts like he’s never heard the word no before. I can’t believe I drunkenly married him in Vegas.
Or that he showed up at my farmhouse, ready to give up his whole life to play happy husbands with me in the middle of nowhere.
Chad might have convinced himself we’re meant to be, but I gave up on that kind of future a long time ago.
Chad I’ve always believed things work out for me – and getting my husband to admit he wants me is no exception.
John Sullivan might be grumpy, closed-off, and determined to pretend this means nothing, but he still chose me. He married me.
He said I do, and I’m not ready to let that go just because he’s pretending he is. He can say there’s no way we can work, but I’m stubborn enough to stay and keep proving him wrong.
