The Bride Plan (Harlequin Special Edition) by Kasey Michaels

Author:Kasey Michaels [Michaels, Kasey]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin Special Editon
Published: 2011-04-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chessie bent down to pick up the crinoline that had slipped out of her hand as she’d attempted to suspend it from the clips on the hanger.

She moved like a woman twice her age, maybe three times her age. Every muscle in her body ached, nearly screamed out to her to for God’s sake sit down on something soft and leave us alone for a while. And it would have to be something soft, because she was still swollen between her legs, and almost exquisitely tender.

“How do rabbits stand it?” she muttered under her breath.

Her arms felt leaden, she kept getting small, painful cramps in her right hand she didn’t want to imagine the source of, and her bottom lip was sort of tingly. It would be nice if she could get some blood to flow to her head, because it all seemed to be settled lower, half in anticipation, half because it was probably too tired to pump that high.

“Are you planning to spend the rest of the day down there?”

Chessie closed her eyes. Wasn’t this Marylou’s day off? Hadn’t Ted come home from Vegas yet? Hadn’t they celebrated his homecoming in bed? Marylou was nearly twice Chessie’s age, and yet she seemed fresh, her usual bouncy self. Maybe she took special vitamins. She’d have to ask her for the brand name.

“I was looking for stray straight pins. You know how they can hide in the carpet in here,” Chessie lied, and then willed herself to her feet, biting back a groan. “Why are you here?”

“Jace called me. He wants to discuss adding a staircase or something. And a security system.”

“Well, good-good-goody for Jace.” Good old Jace. Mr. Professional, already back on the job, and with no ill effects. No jet lag for Jace Edwards. No self-recrimination or second thoughts, either, Chessie decided.

Men were just wired differently, that’s all. Where did she think the saying “Wham, bam, thank you, ma’am” had come from, if it wasn’t so typical of men to take what they could get and then walk away without a qualm? Women didn’t have that luxury. Women always got stuck with feelings of guilt.

And maybe some regret, sadness and a wish that things could have worked out differently…even if they didn’t plan on or even want things to work out differently. Maybe if, on top of all the great sex, they didn’t actually like the guy, damn it.

“Goody-goody for Jace? You sound like you’re thinking of roasting the man on a spit. What’s the problem? You don’t like him?”

Chessie took refuge in partial fib, partial truth. “I don’t even think about him. I just don’t want a security system. They don’t work. We’ve got great locks. But if someone wants to get in here, they’ll get in here. And at least I won’t be setting off the alarm by mistake when I open a window or decide to get a glass of water in the middle of the night. And what happens if I buy a cat?”

“You’re thinking about buying a cat? How many cats? Old maids surround themselves with cats.

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