The Wedding Favor by Cara Connelly - Save the Date 01 - The Wedding Favor

Author:Cara Connelly - Save the Date 01 - The Wedding Favor [Connelly, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: AcM
ISBN: 9780062282262
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Goodreads: 17331487
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2013-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Vicky pressed her ear to her door.

“ . . . happiest day of my . . .” “ . . . brawling like a drunken . . .” “Do you have any idea . . .”

Even at full volume, Isabelle’s voice was softer than the average woman’s. Vicky could catch only snatches of her tirade. But Tyrell, trapped in his room with Isabelle, surely heard every word.

Imagining his woebegone expression, his abject contrition, she let out a bubble of laughter. He deserved Isabelle’s wrath, there was no question about that. The wreckage was epic. And though he’d promised to pay for everything, which would set him back a chunk, he could never truly compensate for trashing the wedding.

Opening her door, Vicky stuck her head into the hallway, the better to hear Isabelle blast him. Jack and Lil were doing the same. Ricky too. They exchanged wincing smiles as Isabelle hit her stride.

“Do you know, Tyrell Brown, that videos of your debacle are already up on YouTube? Matt heard from someone he works with! They’ll be watching them at his office on Monday! Laughing at him! Laughing at me!” She got shriller by the second. “And if anyone on either side of the Atlantic happens to miss it, half the guests were posting pictures to Facebook in real time!”

Ty must have had the poor judgment to comment on guests who would do such a thing, because Isabelle dug down and found another decibel. “Don’t you dare . . .”

Vicky couldn’t take any more. She closed her door and hopped into the bathroom, the only place where she couldn’t hear Isabelle shouting.

Two days earlier she would have reveled in Ty’s comeuppance, but at the moment she felt quite charitable toward him, because after the damage was done and the dais in pieces, he’d pulled himself together and given Winston a final thrashing.

Yes, indeed. Ty would be nursing some injuries of his own, but Winston was on his way to the hospital.

Still and all, she couldn’t wholly regret Isabelle’s tongue-lashing, because between that and his own injuries, Ty was unlikely to be interested in sex. And that was a huge relief. Not because of the appeal on his lawsuit. Oh no, that ship had sailed. By making love to him on this very rug, she’d already forsaken her professional integrity and virtually guaranteed that the firm would have to withdraw from the appeal. And she couldn’t bring herself to regret it.

No, she was relieved because Winston had quite effectively reminded her what a disappointment she was between the sheets. Better that she and Ty part ways tomorrow without him discovering it for himself. And possibly rejecting her when he did.

She’d finished washing up when she heard a knock on her door. “It’s Tyrell, honey. Open up.”

Tying her robe, she pulled the door open a foot. He stood in the hallway, barefoot, shirt open, looking like he’d been run over by a truck. He swept one glance from her bare feet to her towel-wrapped head, then pushed the door wider and limped inside.

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