A Down-Home Savannah Christmas (The Savannah Sisters Book 1) by Nancy Robards Thompson

Author:Nancy Robards Thompson [Thompson, Nancy Robards]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual Story Theme, Hearts Desire, Lifetime Love, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Small Town & Rural Area, Action & Adventure, Christmas Holidays & Celebration, Christmas Time, Holiday Whimsy, Festive Season, Winter Weather, The Savannah Sisters Series, Savannah Georgia, Jilted Bride & Left At The Altar, Arch Enemies
Publisher: Harlequin Special Edition; Original edition
Published: 2019-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

When Daniel awoke alone the next morning in a strange bed that wasn’t his own, it took a minute for him to remember where he was—the guest room of his brother’s house. The next thing he pondered was whether kissing Elle had been a dream. But he could still feel her mouth on his and still taste her on his lips. He knew without a doubt the kiss had happened. What he didn’t know was how Elle would feel about it in the light of day.

She hadn’t lingered afterward, which was probably a good thing because he wanted to keep kissing her. Hell, he hadn’t wanted to stop there. But one kiss was not an all-access pass. Even if she’d wanted more, they both knew it shouldn’t happen with Chloe in the next room.

It had been an awkward goodbye with them making small talk about him bringing Chloe with him to the Forsyth Galloway Inn so he could go to the hospital and she, Zelda and Wiladean could watch Chloe.

But they hadn’t talked any more about the wedding or what transpired before it. Obviously, she didn’t want to hear the gory details of how Roger had awakened on his wedding day with a raging hangover and a stripper he’d met at the club where they’d celebrated his bachelor party.

Daniel had tried to stop him. When Roger started slurring his words and getting a little too cozy with his favorite—a redhead who had invited him on stage to play the submissive in her tribute to Fifty Shades of Grey—Daniel had intervened and told the woman Roger was getting married. He’d gone as far as shepherding Roger to the car and driving home and dumping his drunk ass into his hotel bed. But obviously somewhere during the night, the pair had exchanged contact information. They’d ended up exchanging more than that. When Roger didn’t answer his phone the next morning, Daniel had gone to his hotel, prepared to pour a gallon of coffee down his sorry throat and stuff him under a cold shower and into his wedding tux. That was when he’d found him passed out with the woman in his bed. He was supposed to be getting married in two hours.

Daniel had tried to talk him out of going through with it. He’d tried to persuade him to call Elle and do the right thing by canceling or at least postponing until Roger could work through whatever it was that was compelling him to act this way. Daniel’s argument was that if he wasn’t ready to get married, he shouldn’t get married.

No judgment. Just facts. If he still had a penchant for strippers—a penchant that went beyond casually watching them—then maybe he needed to rethink taking a vow where he’d pledge to forsake all others except for Elle until death did them part.

After the redhead left and Roger showered, he’d dressed in his tux and had insisted on going through with the wedding. Until it came down to the moment when he had to look Elle in the eyes and take his vows.

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