Chapter 13

OLIVIA'S POV

"I really thought we're supposed to be on our honeymoon," I commented puzzled, with the touch of irritation in my voice.

Rolling his eyes from the suitcase or rather an open duffel bag, his hands worked in efficient, practiced moves. "I have a meeting this morning, Olivia. I told you about it last night."

"But that's not the point!" I insisted, trying to sound light and happy. "The point is we're supposed to be together now. That's what a honeymoon's about."

Finally, Kellan looked to me, breathing out roughly. His eyes weren't worried so much as irritated. "I mentioned before, my job doesn't end because we got married. I have responsibilities."

"We have responsibilities, too," I tried again, willing him to understand. "Should't this be the time we get to know each other, maybe, I don't know, try to make this work out?"

His eyes hardened. "What do you want me to do, Olivia? Just leave everything behind and have fun? Not exactly practical."

"But this is no trip, Kellan," I