The Inconvenient Bride by Anne McAllister

Author:Anne McAllister
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance: Modern, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Romance - General, Romance - Contemporary, General, Non-Classifiable, Fiction - Romance
ISBN: 9780373121793
Publisher: Harlequin Books
Published: 2001-09-15T10:08:59.577000+00:00

Sierra went shopping for the few things she needed that Dominic didn’t have. Then she lugged all the grocery bags home. The doorman had apparently accepted her right to be there for he helped her get them into the elevator.

“You know,” he said, “you can have them delivered.”

“Really?” It was amazing the things she had no idea about. “Thanks.”

She boiled the noodles, browned the meat and grated the cheese. Then she put the lasagne together, made a salad of mixed greens, mushrooms, red onion, black olives and Parmesan-flavored croutons, and made a garlic butter paste for the loaf of fresh bakery French bread she’d bought.

She set the table in the dining el where they could sit and eat, looking out over the park. It was considerably more civilized than the picnic she’d made for Frankie and Pam earlier that day, but it still felt very warm and cozy and tree-house-like. She put wineglasses on the table, dimmed the light slightly, then lit candles instead and shut the light off.

“Yes,” she said. It was perfect. Romance in a tree house.

And she would make sure they ate before they adjourned to the bedroom.

Where were they going on their honeymoon? she wondered. Jamaica? Italy? Greece? Cancún?

She had known people who’d gone to all those places. Probably Dominic knew somewhere even better.

She wished he had told her. But then she didn’t blame him for keeping it a surprise. The anticipation was lovely.

Even lovelier was the realization that he cared enough to want a honeymoon with her—that he, too, wanted their marriage to work.

It was six-fifteen. She thought he would be home any minute. She put the lasagne in to bake and opened the wine to let it breathe. She checked his stereo system and discovered that if she put on music in the den, the speakers were rigged so that she could hear it in any room in the house. She put on some soft romantic stuff, hoping that it wasn’t music Dominic associated with seducing another woman.

And then she waited for him to walk in the door.

She waited. And waited.

She checked the lasagne. She checked the bread. She fiddled with the salad. She sipped the wine.

Six-thirty became six forty-five. Six forty-five became seven. Then it was seven-fifteen. Finally at almost seven-thirty, the front door opened.

Sierra smoothed damp palms down the sides of Dominic’s shirt which she still wore. She’d hadn’t felt nervous in years. She’d felt less apprehensive when she’d married him!

But that had just been an impulse.

Now they were getting down to what really mattered.

He wants this to work, too, she reminded herself. Then she drew a deep breath and went to greet her husband.

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