The Wedding Diaries by Linda Francis Lee

The Wedding Diaries by Linda Francis Lee

Author:Linda Francis Lee [Lee, Linda Francis]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2007-12-18T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fifteen

“Women don’t drive you around?” she demanded, sanity returning like a cold splash of water.

“Vivienne, just give me the keys.”

“Fine. Drive. Make Cro-Magnon Men of America proud.”

He had the audacity to laugh, then, without an ounce of shame, start the car.

Vivi plastered herself to the door, all but choking on disbelief. At him. At her.

What in the world had she been doing rolling around in the mud with this man?

Yes, she was attracted to him, even if his knuckles did scrape the ground on occasion, but that was as far as it went. He was big and broad and domineering. Demanding. There was too much of him—he was too overpowering. The kind of man who took without asking.

A man like her father who’d leave her.

The thought shot through her like a punch to the chest, and just as quickly she discounted it. She would never give Max Landry the chance to leave her. She would not allow herself to feel anything for this man other than concern that he reconnect with his family. That she could do. That she wanted to do. But nothing more— especially rolling around in any fashion.

Max put the car in reverse and pulled out of the parking lot with ease. Vivi hated how he drove, the way his hand worked the wheel with a casual competence. He commanded the difficult Olds, steering it along like a fine-tuned sports car. Which only added to her frustration because it made him all the harder to ignore.

Over and over again she had found herself in his arms. But that was very different from actually having sex, plunging into the rawness of totally giving herself to a man. She might be some throwback, but to her, making love meant commitment. Or so she had told herself for years.

She knew she was old-fashioned, though she figured that it wasn’t so odd given her father’s constant stream of relationships and her mother’s decision to be free to love where and when she chose. Growing up with a relic hippy for a mom, Vivi had been the one to wait up and make sure she got home safely. That didn’t make a sexually free life seem all that appealing. And when she went to live with her father, things hadn’t gotten much better. Only he didn’t go out. He had the women in. No daughter should have to deal with her father’s assorted wives and paramours.

As far as Vivi was concerned, sex should have meaning, a deep, committed bond. Though every time she was around Max Landry, all her beliefs flew right out the window. Suddenly a little uncommitted sex didn’t sound so bad.

But she would not let this man alter her convictions.

By the time Max slid into the drive of Number 15 Pinehurst, Vivi really wasn’t happy. When Max reached across the seat to take her hand, she leaped out of the car.

“Got to go! Thanks for coming to the picnic,” she blurted out, then dashed into the house.

Inside her bedroom, Vivi froze when she heard Max come up the stairs and hesitate outside her door.



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