Willed to Wed Him by Caitlin Crews

Author:Caitlin Crews
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-06-08T13:02:29+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

TO ANNIKA’S TREMENDOUS DISAPPOINTMENT, Ranieri meant what he said.

And he could not be moved.

There was that lovely interlude in the car, and that was it. They boarded the jet waiting for them and he ushered her to one of the rooms on the plane, gruffly suggesting that she take the opportunity to change out of her wedding gown. She might have wanted to argue about that, or suggest he stay with her in the stateroom, but Marissa appeared and bustled into the room with her. Because, it occurred to her only after Ranieri left her there, she could not get out of her wedding gown on her own. It had taken a handful of attendants to get her into it earlier.

And when she was finally changed and comfortably ensconced in the sort of lounging clothing that Marissa approved of—all cashmere and merino wool, which were not exactly a hardship to wear, though she hated to admit it—she wandered out into the main part of the plane to see if she could find Ranieri again.

He wasn’t hard to locate. He was in his own stateroom but he was seated at a desk with his laptop open and his briefcase beside him, talking gruffly in what sounded like German. Annika supposed she could have disrupted whatever meeting he was conducting on his wedding day, but she didn’t. She was still floating on the remains of the day they’d had—and what had gone on in the back of that limousine.

She was still flashing too hot, thinking about his hand.

How had she let it happen?

But she knew the answer to that. They had been alone as they had not been since that kiss up on his roof. And all the kisses in between, parceled out to the paparazzi as little punishments for her attempts to shame him, had stoked a greedy, breathless fire within her. The wedding had made it worse. Walking down that aisle to him. Dancing with him.

Being swept up in his arms and carried off.

There with Schuyler House looking on like the benevolent relatives she missed so dearly.

She had lost herself. There was no other way to describe it. And she should have been barricading herself away from him now, but she couldn’t quite get there. She didn’t want to get there.

Because there was that fire in her and there had been his hand, and now she no longer wanted to deny it. To fight it with dahlias and unicorns and nicknames. Now she wanted to know where it went.

She wanted to chase that fire, not run away from it.

He had talked about needs. It turned out she had some, too. Why shouldn’t they both get what they wanted out of this situation? She felt wildly sophisticated as she thought that—like the woman she looked like in the mirror now, the woman he dressed her to be these days. Theirs was a temporary arrangement, so why not enjoy it?

If he could do it, why couldn’t she?

Why not choose to burn?

All she had to do was take care of her heart, she thought, as it beat too hard.

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