The Royal Wedding Collection by Rachel Hauck

Author:Rachel Hauck [Hauck, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Zondervan
Published: 2015-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Tanner emerged from the loft’s side door with Regina’s laughter ringing in his ears. She’d laughed when Melinda came out of her storage room. Laughed while the designer presented her idea. And while wholeheartedly agreeing to the entire scheme, completely ignoring his protests.

“Regina, I can’t do this.” Tanner peered down the sidewalk, praying no one saw him.

“Yes you can. This is hilarious.”

Clarence and Todd exited the SUV, smirks on their broad faces.

“Excuse me, but we were waiting for the Minister of Culture and the Princess of Hessenberg,” Clarence said, walking around the back of the vehicle and stepping up on the curb. “We’re going to need to see some ID.”

“But it’s obvious, Clarence.” Todd crossed his arms, his feet in a wide stance. “It’s Sonny and Cher.”

Regina started to sing “I Got You, Babe,” but lost the melody in her laughter.

Next to her, Tanner growled and frowned, his straight, bad-bangs wig twisting in the soft breeze. “We are going to look more conspicuous than if we didn’t have on this getup.” He shook the fringe of his suede vest.

“Don’t be a rotten egg.” Reggie flipped the long, silky black ends of her Cher wig. “What do you think? Do I make a good brunette?”

“No, your red hair is marvelous.” Tanner turned back to the door, holding up the bags with their real clothes. “I’m going to change.”

“No you’re not.” Reggie motioned to Clarence with a flip of her hand. “Grab him and let’s go.”

So now she steps into her authority. Fine. But this was a foul way to do it. Mumbling to himself, Tanner walked around to his side of the SUV. How could Melinda do this to him? Just last month he’d given her first go at organizing Hessenberg’s first fashion show in decades.

“So,” Reggie said, continuing to explain to Clarence and Todd, “Melinda had this ’60s thing in the spring and kept the costumes, thinking she’d need them again. So here we are, Sonny and Cher.”

“Not really, we just look like a couple of ill-dressed hippies with bad hair.” Tanner peered down at Reggie, who was doing no wrong in that bodysuit and striped, multicolored hip-huggers.

“You don’t have to wear the wig if you don’t want to, Tanner.” She curled her lip at him. “You’re such a fusspot.”

“Drive on, Clarence.” Tanner was sure the big man was snickering, but he didn’t care.

He wanted to move, get into motion, and leave his creeping, yearning thoughts behind. Every molecule in his formerly rugby-trained body wanted to grab that Cher imposter and kiss her until one of them couldn’t breathe.

No mistake, she could be as annoying as a rain drip on a steel pipe. And she made it very hard to play by his own rules. To not get his heart involved.

“Where to, sir?”

“City center. Wisteria Park.”

Regina peered out her window as Clarence steered the motorcar through the midday traffic. Tanner exhaled, easing the grip on his heart.

His king sent him on a precarious mission and he’d found . . . her.

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