The Temporary Bride by Marquita Valentine

Author:Marquita Valentine
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Fiction
Publisher: Valentine Publishing, LLC
Published: 2015-05-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

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Haven laced her fingers with Heath’s as they ran down a rose-petal strewn aisle, while well-wishers blew bubbles and showered them with birdseed.

Given her experience with changing the sheets of brides and grooms who’d stayed at Chesson House for their first honeymoon night, she was fairly certain that she’d be picking it out of her hair for the next week.

Heath laughingly pulled her along, stopping suddenly in the middle of it all to capture her mouth in a long, hot kiss that made her toes curl.

“What was that for?” she asked dazedly.

“Giving them a show¸ and I wanted to do,” he said. “Hope that’s all right.”

Better to ask for forgiveness than beg for permission. Yet she hadn’t told him no. All she’d done is reach for him when he would lean in close. “Yes.”

With a smile, he took her hand and began to head for his truck again, his long strides eating up the distance. Due to the practical, light pink Chucks she wore under her gown, she was able to keep up with him.

Another round of birdseed hit them, and he whirled her around, pressing her against the truck. She gazed into his eyes. He was going to kiss her again and she knew it, but this time, it was as if he were waiting for permission.

“Heath,” she said, closing her eyes and tipping up her chin. Blindly, she searched for his mouth.

“Right here, sweetness,” he said, brushing his mouth slowly over hers. The pressure was light and tantalizing.

How was it that each kiss was more powerful, more consuming than the next?

With gentle insistence, he coaxed her mouth open and slid his tongue inside, kissing and stroking her like she was the best thing he’d ever tasted.

She clutched at his shoulders, then at the nape of his neck, her fingers lightly scratching him there. A groan rumbled from his chest.

“You’re really good,” she said. At making this look real. How could she have forgotten to add that? That moment of weakness on the dance floor was just that—a moment of weakness that she vowed would never happen again.

“So are you.” He kissed her again, a chaste kiss to her forehead that left her wanting more. But they had a crowd.

He opened the passenger-side door and lifted her easily inside, helping tuck the skirt of her wedding dress inside with her. His gaze fell to her shoes, and a grin kicked up the corners of his mouth.

“Those are unexpectedly hot,” he said.

Unnerved by his pronouncement, she tried to take back control of the situation. “As in freakishly hot? Not what a proper southern belle like—”

“As in, I dig the shoes, Haven, because they’re you. Nothing more, nothing less.”

He closed the door and jogged around to the other side, dodging more birdseed from his brothers. Every miss that hit the truck instead of him sounded reminded her of the rain sticks they used to make in social studies while studying Native American cultures.

“Ready to go to the beach?” he asked as he slammed the door shut.

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