The Wedding From Hell Bind-Up by J. R. Ward

Author:J. R. Ward [Ward, J. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, contemporary, Women, General
ISBN: 9781982106249
Google: tn2NDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07PRDF9ZB
Publisher: Gallery Books
Published: 2019-05-06T00:00:00+00:00

* * *

Danny Maguire knew all about making bad choices. In fact, up until recently, his love life—or sex life, as it had been—had revolved around all kinds of stoopid decisions made when he’d been drunk.

Deandra, however, had proven to be one of his worst and most enduring. He’d never expected her to have any permanency, and look where they all were this afternoon.

But even all this nonsense paled in comparison to what was really on Danny’s mind. Somewhere along the line, he had managed to fall in love with Anne Ashburn, and, for reasons he didn’t want to look at too closely, he was determined to give her this newsflash—not that she was giving him much of a chance to, and who could blame her in that. She had bolted out of that rehearsal dinner as if she had a four-alarm to respond to.

And he had ended up with the bride breaking and entering into his apartment and propositioning him for sex.

Not how Danny had intended the night to end.

“You want to go inside?” he asked Anne.

“Not if I have to go hang with those women.”

“You’re in a tux, remember. You’re one of us groomsmen.”

At any other time, he would have thrown a casual arm around her shoulders, but not today. Not after he’d kissed her. Not after that speech he’d made to her and not to the couple.

“Yup,” she said, “I’m just one of the guys.”

Not even close, he thought as they started walking together.

They had been instructed at the rehearsal the night before to enter the cathedral at the side door and head down into the basement, as the women would be gathering and getting their pictures done in the rear. Danny held the way open for Anne, and as she went by him, he looked down at her.

Her tuxedo had been cobbled together at the rental store, the jacket, shirt, and cummerbund a boys’ version of the ones the men were wearing, her slacks a small men’s size to accommodate her long legs.

She looked way better than any of those pink-clad girls with their spray tans and crimped hair.

Man, there was something sexy as hell about a woman in a tuxedo. It made him want to take off all those clothes and find the female underneath.

With his hands. His mouth. Parts of his own body.

Falling in behind her, he tracked the way she moved, her hips a subtle sway, her sun-streaked hair swinging loose, the jacket over her arm.

He wanted her naked. Now.

He wanted in her. Now.

He wanted . . . everything from her.

Now.

But this was not the time or the place, and he was getting worried there would never be either. It was rare to get four days off for R&R, and Danny had a feeling that if he didn’t come out with how he was feeling during this time away from work, they were going to go back to the station on Monday and return to the grind of alarms and rescues and recoveries .

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.