A bunch of different questions ran through Hazel's head but she wasn't sure which ones to ask. She should probably start with the most important and see where to go from there.
"Why would someone like you marry a woman you just met?"
Will raised an eyebrow. "Someone like me?"
"Someone not desperate or disillusioned," she explained.
That was how he had described her when she said she was crazy. He definitely didn't seem that way. If anything, he seemed too calm about all of this as if it was perfectly normal to take in a random stranger out of the blue.
"Think of me as a Good Samaritan. I couldn't sit by and let a cute girl end up with a creep," Will said with a shrug.
Hazel frowned. No one was that altruistic.
"Well, if we do go through with this, what do you expect from me?"
