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turn it off already.” A metallic click came from behind her and she whirled as the door opened.
    “Everything all right out here?” Nick’s head poked around.
    “Fine now, thank you.” Sarah brushed past him and down the corridor.
    “Dude,” came Nick’s voice. “I give you a golden opportunity and you can’t even keep her from getting mad at you?”
    Great. All she needed was to be ganged up on. She jogged down the stairs to get her stuff and go home. Knight in shining armor indeed. He’d needed someone else to rescue him.

Chapter 3

    Somehow Corbin got through the ceremony. Sarah avoided eye contact while she strolled down the aisle looking like a million bucks in that burnt orange knee-length dress. She’d given him enough space to herd a dozen chickens through while watching him sign the register as a witness to the marriage. When he’d rested his hand on the back of the chair while she was writing her name in a neat script, she’d leaned forward, well out of easy reach.
    But Nick and Lindsey had just spent five minutes kissing at the front of the church and been declared married. They faced the audience, beaming and waving. The recessional march began, and the newlyweds strode toward the back of the church.
    This was the moment Corbin had been waiting for. He marched the three steps toward the center aisle and held out his bent elbow for Sarah. She took it without meeting his gaze. He tightened his arm against his side and leaned over. “You look great.”
    Sarah’s chin came up slightly. “Thank you.”  
    The musical cue came and they stepped off the platform toward the back of the church. The rustle of fabric and muffled footsteps behind him assured him that the other two couples were right behind them. As acting leader of Team Groom, he needed to know that.
    They swished through into the foyer where Nick and Lindsey had resumed kissing. Corbin glanced at Sarah, who seemed to be watching the newlyweds. “Aren’t you going to tell me I clean up good?”
    Her jaw clenched. “Well. You clean up well .”
    He chuckled. “Good to know. You should be a teacher.” He snapped his fingers. “Oh, wait. You are.”
    She whirled to face him, her dress flaring around her knees, and pulled her hand away from his tightened hold. “Can you please stop this right now? How many times, in how many ways, do I need to tell you I am not interested? Can we simply be here for Lindsey and Nick today and then forget we ever met each other?”
    Was he really that annoying? On the other hand, was she really such a spoilsport? “Can’t you simply play along and have a good time for a few hours? Is that too much to ask?”
    “If you mean, will I pretend an attraction to you, the answer is no . That’s not in my skill set.”
    He crossed his arms over his chest. “Meet me in the middle?”
    “Hey, everyone, get in line. The ushers are letting the guests out now. Time to play nice and pretend not to hate each other.” Lindsey glared daggers at him.
    “No hate here.” Corbin touched the small of Sarah’s back to direct her to her spot in the receiving line.  
    Sarah stumbled into Lindsey’s arms and they hugged for a minute, rocking back and forth. Lindsey’s narrowed gaze met Corbin’s over Sarah’s shoulder. “Be nice,” she mouthed.
    He shrugged. He was doing the best he could.
    Nick’s parents and Lindsey’s step dad joined them, and the group spread into a line as they’d practiced last night. Soon Corbin had been hugged by at least forty middle-aged women, many of them smelling extravagantly floral and having exceedingly large bosoms.  
    He leaned closer to Sarah when there was a gap. “Remind me to elope.”
    “Have fun with that.” She shifted away.
    “What do you mean? You can’t seriously want a big hoopla like this. Think of all the perfume that could have been poured on Jesus’ feet instead of worn here.”
    She actually met his gaze for a split second. “You haven’t been