The Fake Fiance Groom: Texas Titan Romances: The Legendary Kent Brother Romances by Taylor Hart

Author:Taylor Hart [Hart, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2018-05-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Later that evening, as Scarlett spent time getting ready, she thought of how funny it had been when Walker had said he was sick and needed to stay back from the party. Brent had not been happy.

Scarlett had told them she would stay with him and make sure he was okay. Moments ago, she had watched all of them leave in a stretch limo.

Finishing the reapplication of makeup, she texted Walker. They just left.

He texted back. Casual. Shorts. Tennis shoes and T-shirt.

She didn’t think she was overly dressed in her jeans, but she slipped into shorts and put on tennis shoes. The last time she’d been on a motorcycle had been for a movie she’d done two years ago about a girl running from a stalker. Angst washed through her. Should she feel badly she’d skipped out on the party to be alone with Walker?

Honestly, she didn’t. Sure, it was Brent’s wedding, but they would have the whole day tomorrow, and she would have the rest of her life to go to “parties” at Charlene’s family’s home. She had already been to so many there she couldn’t count them.

The more important thing was that Walker had wanted to spend time with her. The man was handsome, fun, and turning out to be so different than she ever would have thought. This wasn’t real, she reminded herself. She was giving the man her house, for heaven’s sake.

He texted her again. Almost there. Pls don’t wear your tantalizing fruity smell if you don’t want me to kiss you.

A round of butterflies flitted through her, and she laughed harder. It was sexy to think about him thinking about what she smelled like.

Before she could respond, there was a knock at the door. She answered, feeling herself blushing a bit. Walker looked amazing in khaki shorts and a black T-shirt that stretched across his shoulders in all the right places. He took in a large sniff, then frowned. “You already put on the fruity smell, didn’t you?”

She laughed and grabbed her room key. “Control yourself, Kent.”

Cocking an eyebrow at her, he put his hand out. “We’ll see.” He pulled her out of the room and down the hall. “Uh, I hope you don’t mind we’re not going on a motorcycle.”

“Then where are we going?”

He laughed and tugged her down the hall. “Come on. I owe you a date, and the helicopter is waiting.”

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