Chapter Seventeen

Liam’s POV

“What day is it today?” I asked my secretary, trying to confirm today’s date.

“It’s Tuesday the 19th, sir,” she responded.

“Okay, thank you,” I said, dismissing her.

“Shit,” I muttered to myself, putting down what I was reading. It had just dawned on me that it was a few days to D-day and I was not ready. It was four days to be exact.

Four days till I get married, for the next three years at least.

I do not want to get married.

Emma may be a sweet girl, but deep down, she and I, as well as everyone else in my life, know that I’m not ready for this type of commitment. I’m Liam Henderson. I don’t do this type of thing.

Everyone has always known me as a playboy who doesn’t stay with one person for a long time. It’s so bad that what I had with Anna was the longest situationship I’ve had with anyone. That was because I for some reason liked her, even though I realize my stupidity now.

“Hey dude,” Ryan said, walking into my office, pulling me out of my thought bubble. “Wha