Weekend Fling with the Surgeon by Janice Lynn

Weekend Fling with the Surgeon by Janice Lynn

Author:Janice Lynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-06-03T12:35:51+00:00


CHAPTER EIGHT

MCKENZIE HADN’T THOUGHT about how much Ryder would have to be alone due to her duties as part of the wedding party.

Now, for instance, she was seated at the wedding party table rather than next to him for the rehearsal dinner.

Fortunately—or unfortunately—her brother had taken it upon himself to keep Ryder entertained.

Or perhaps her brother was entertaining himself at her expense.

Certainly, Mark had taken great pleasure in torturing her throughout their childhood and teen years.

She also knew her big brother would feel it his obligation to thoroughly interrogate Ryder and no doubt already had. What was Ryder telling him?

Or worse, what was Mark telling Ryder?

She shot them a worried glance.

Both men looked relaxed, deep in conversation, and to be enjoying the moment. Mark threw his head back with laughter at something Ryder said.

Interesting. Mark and Paul had gotten along okay enough when Mark had flown into Seattle and they’d all gone to dinner. But she couldn’t recall them ever sharing any laugh-out-loud moments. She’d always thought they mostly tolerated each other for her sake.

“Reva’s not the only lucky woman here tonight.”

Surprised at the comment, McKenzie glanced toward Callie.

Yes, she was lucky Ryder had agreed to this pretense. She almost felt guilty that he had and was being subjected to her family’s questioning, guilty that she was using him to stave off pity and perhaps to curb her jealousy at her cousin’s good fortune.

Ugh. She hated that seeing Reva had brought a jealousy to surface that she’d not acknowledged she’d had.

“Is he as good in bed as he is to look at?”

McKenzie’s gaze went back to Callie. Her high school friend watched Ryder with hungry eyes, probably the way McKenzie had been looking at him that morning when he’d stepped back into her room after his shower.

Yeah, that just-showered look that morning had been outright sexy.

Very sexy.

As had their kiss in Aunt Jane’s front yard. Why had she felt the need to lay that one on him? For show in front of her cousin and the other women to say, hey, Reva’s not the only lucky one? If so, how petty of her. But maybe Ryder had been right in thinking the champagne had played a role. Had it given her just enough gumption to kiss him that way, not for show, but because she’d wanted to kiss him and doing so in front of her cousin and the bridesmaids had given her the perfect excuse?

McKenzie swallowed, then, remembering Callie waited for an answer, shrugged. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “We’ve only been seeing each other a few weeks.”

Callie’s perfectly drawn-on brow lifted. “Girl, what are you waiting on? I saw that kiss earlier. Hot. Hot. Hot. If that man was within my hands’ reach, I’d know everything about that body of his and he’d definitely know every inch of mine.”

Um, yeah, that put a few images in McKenzie’s head. Images of exploring Ryder’s body, of his exploring hers.

Images that should not be in her head.

Because he was a pretend boyfriend, not a real one.



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