The Bride Fonseca Needs by Abby Green

Author:Abby Green [Green, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Two weeks later

‘I do hope that you haven’t put me anywhere near your father. Honestly, if he turns up with his latest bimbo—’

‘Mother. Please stop.’ Darcy tried to keep the exasperation out of her voice. ‘You’re not near my father, you’re at opposite ends of the reception lunch table and the registry office.’

Her mother, as petite as Darcy but über-slim sniffed. ‘Well, that’s good.’

Darcy sighed. She and Max had agreed that it would look better to have family there, and that they could serve as witnesses. Her parents were as bad as each other in different ways: her passionate Italian mother was on a constant quest to find security with ever younger and richer men, and her hopelessly romantic father got his heart broken on a regular basis by a stream of never-ending gold-diggers who saw Tom Lennox coming from a mile away.

She forced a smile at her mother in the mirror, not wanting to invite questions about anything beyond the superficial.

To say that the last two weeks had been a strain was an understatement. Luckily work had kept Darcy busy, preparing for the final reckoning with Montgomery. But the personal tension between Max and her had almost reached breaking point. Even though they’d barely seen each other in his apartment. He worked late most nights, so she was in bed when he returned, and he was gone before her in the morning. And Darcy, of course, had refrained from any more dangerous nocturnal wanderings.

Even now she burned with humiliation when she thought of the concern she’d felt when she’d seen him that night, staring broodingly into his drink. Alone... Vulnerable... Ha! The man was about as vulnerable as reinforced steel.

Darcy was sure that he’d only been in London to meet with Montgomery for the last two days to get away from her, and she hated how that stung.

Since that night in his apartment he’d been cool to the point of icy. And she only had herself to blame. She’d been the weak one. Blowing hot and then cold. Running away because she couldn’t handle the thought of Max breaching the final intimacy, afraid of what would happen to her if he did.

No doubt he was used to women who knew what they wanted and went after it—and him. No qualms. No questions. Maybe he’d been seeing one of those women in London, discreetly?

Her mother tugged at the back of her dress now, tutting. ‘Honestly, Darcy, why couldn’t you have bought a nice long dress? This one’s more suitable for a cocktail party. This is quite likely to be your only wedding day, you know.’

Darcy welcomed the distraction and said fervently, ‘I’m counting on it. And it’s a registry office wedding, Mother. This dress is perfectly suitable.’

Her mother sniffed and tweaked Darcy’s chignon, where a mother of pearl comb held the short veil back from her face. ‘Well, I suppose it is a nice dress, for all that,’ she admitted grudgingly.

Darcy ran a critical eye over herself, feeling slightly disembodied at the thought that she was getting married that day.

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