Faerie Faith by Silver James

Author:Silver James [James, Silver]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fairies, Time Travel, Fantasy
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2014-10-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“Gwyneth!” Her mother’s demanding voice echoed up the stairwell. “Sumner and I are waiting.”

Her shoulders hunched up to her ears. Gwyn didn’t want to see her fiancé. How could she continue hiding what she’d done? Guilt twisted her insides, and she bent over to relieve the pain. If she stopped to analyze her feelings, she’d have to admit the way she left Venn—and the missing him—caused the cramping. He was so kind, so…real. He treated her as if she was special. And beautiful. Not like Sumner.

But she was marrying Sumner. She had no choice. Mildred and Gloria had planned the wedding almost since Gwyn’s birth. She’d been thrown at Sumner from puberty on. He’d done his duty, a dark, stormy expression on his face, but he’d gone his own way while she’d been sheltered.

“Gwyneth!” Sumner’s voice grated on her ears and she shuddered.

For days now, she’d stiffened her spine, playing her role perfectly, waiting for her façade to crack and her secret to spill out. He’d be so angry. He’d told her often enough that no one was allowed to touch his property.

Oh, but someone had touched her. With his hands. His mouth. His heart…everything. She’d slept in his arms and awoken smelling him on her skin, tasting him in her mouth. A whimper escaped as she stuffed a fist in her mouth to hold it in. This wasn’t a marriage. It was a merger. She was nothing but stock shares to Sumner

Gwyn had to get through the wedding rehearsal at the cathedral and then dinner for the wedding party at Milagro’s. For a brief, bitter moment, she wondered if Sumner’s mistress would be there. That thought brought another. You did nothing he hasn’t, the hussy who’d taken up residence inside her head insisted. But just because he cheated didn’t make it right for her to do so.

Memories of that night with Venn washed over her, sapping her resolve and weakening her knees. Their time together had been glorious. He made her feel beautiful. Desired. He’d left her breathless with want, and what had she done? She’d sneaked out of his apartment like a common thief, leaving him asleep in the bed where he’d ravaged her heart and soul, laying her body bare to its every desire before sating each and every one.

Gwyn considered the evening stretching interminably before her and discovered she wouldn’t really mind if Sumner’s other woman showed up. Anything to keep his clammy hands off her skin. His breath smelled of cigar smoke, and her stomach roiled each time he kissed her—even those perfunctory kisses to her cheek required whenever the paparazzi appeared. Sumner played to them like a social diva.

She could never see Venn again. He was too tempting, too…perfect. She had to marry Sumner. There was no way out.

Furious knocking jerked her attention back to the present.

“Gwyneth! What is the delay?”

“Mother, be right there.”

In the vestibule, Sumner held the fur coat he’d bought her, dropped it on her shoulders, and pushed her out the door.

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