The Deception (Filthy Rich Americans Book 3) by Nikki Sloane

Author:Nikki Sloane [Sloane, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, new adult
Publisher: Shady Creek Publishing
Published: 2019-11-04T18:30:00+00:00

ELEVEN

AFTER THE HOLIDAYS WERE OVER, I’d hoped things would settle down, but they only grew more frantic. I entered my final semester of college with a plate full of wedding planning. Even with a team of event coordinators to handle things, there were still obligations I had to fulfill personally.

Like my bridal shower.

Since my sister had a newborn and was still recovering, another bridesmaid stepped in to help—Sophia Alby. Paired with Alice as a host, my two frenemies threw a lavish luncheon, complete with a fairytale theme and specially commissioned Swarovski crystal figurines as party favors. They were a glittering version of Cinderella’s pumpkin carriage, and I wanted to laugh at Alice’s shade.

She wasn’t wrong. I was the poor girl, playing dress up and pretending to be someone else while I fell in love with the prince. But her plan to get under my skin backfired. The figurine said more about her than it did me. It was a paperweight in the digital world—its only use was for the background of Instagram pictures.

The weekend after my twenty-second birthday, Royce attempted to take me to the British Virgin Islands, only to discover when we arrived at the airport the jet was already gone. An emergency with the German branch had called Macalister away with just enough time to change the jet’s flight plan, but apparently not enough to let us know about it.

It was Friday evening, which made it impossible to arrange anything spur of the moment, and with such a short trip anyway, we were forced to scrap our plans. Frustration rolled off Royce in thick waves.

“It’s okay.” I curled my hand around his arm and snuggled closer as we stood in the frosty airplane hangar. “I just want to be alone with you. I don’t care where.”

The irritation raging in his expression faded. “I know. Me too. But, fuck, Marist. I was promised you were going to wear a bikini.”

I snorted. “I can still put it on. You just have to let me wear socks too, though, because your dad keeps the house freezing.” My voice trailed off at the end. Why the fuck had I said that? With the mention of Macalister, Royce stiffened. I had to try again. “There’s always our honeymoon.”

He’d booked the yacht for the French Riviera like we’d talked about, and we’d leave for Nice the day after our wedding in June.

At least, if there wasn’t an emergency for Macalister that required our yacht.

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