Another Scarlett

POV: Vesper

I stare blankly at Caleb, certain the oxygen has just been sucked straight out of the room. My mind struggles to process the sheer audacity of the words that just left his mouth.

"You want to kiss me at the rehearsal dinner?" I ask, verifying the insane proposition. "You want to use me as a prop?"

Caleb stands there grinning like a man who just solved a complex mathematical equatio