The Sheik's Angry Bride by Lennox Elizabeth

Author:Lennox, Elizabeth [Lennox, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Elizabeth Lennox Books, LLC (www.ElizabethLennox.com)
Published: 2015-06-12T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

The next thirty-six hours went by faster than she’d thought possible. They had their final dinner that night and Layla sat next to Garon, trying to ignore him as she focused all of her energy on his cabinet members, trying to put them at ease. And she refused to even acknowledge Garon’s grumpiness, not sure what he had to be upset about.

The morning of her wedding, the sun was shining and the streets were filled with people eager to cheer on the royal bride and groom. She dressed carefully in her gold and ivory wedding gown, amazed that the veil didn’t slip off because of all the hairspray the stylist used.

By mid-morning, she was a married woman. Garon took her hand and she lifted her head for the traditional wedding kiss. When she looked up at him, he literally took her breath away. She had avoided looking at him during the ceremony, afraid of what she might say or do. After yesterday, she knew more about this man than she wanted to know, more about herself as well, and she was actually terrified of their wedding night tonight. She’d gotten so out of control yesterday afternoon. As she thought back to those moments, she couldn’t contain the blush every time. She’d been wanton! What had happened to all of her lessons on decorum? They’d certainly gone out the window as soon as he’d touched her like that.

So when he took her hand to lead her through the crowd, she only allowed her fingertips to touch his sleeve. Touching is what had started the insanity yesterday afternoon. Well, and her throwing a challenge in his face which she now understood was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. She certainly wouldn’t do that again!

Garon didn’t seem to mind her fingertips only approach. In fact, he seemed to be chuckling about it, or something else. She was too anxious to even ask him.

They posed for the official pictures, the family pictures, went through the motions of greeting their guests. When they finally sat down for the wedding meal, she couldn’t believe how many courses were set down in front of her. She couldn’t eat much of any of them, her stomach in knots as she anticipated the night ahead of her. She kept glancing out the window to where a large clock tower ticked down the time when Garon would take her away from all of this.

What made the whole thing worse was that everyone here, every guest as well as all of the people out on the street, would know exactly what he was going to do with her tonight. It was one thing when a normal person got married. Sure, everyone would know what was going on. But an entire country wouldn’t be speculating about their evening’s activities. Good grief, the entire world would be contemplating what they were going to do.

And she would not, absolutely would not, let herself get out of control again tonight! It was the mantra she kept telling herself as the tenth course was placed in front of her.

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