Bridesmaid for Hire by Meghan Quinn

Author:Meghan Quinn [Quinn, Meghan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781399739153
Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton
Published: 2024-04-01T18:30:00+00:00

I’m woken from a deep slumber with the sound of the front door closing. Fear races through me as I sit up, thinking that Maggie left, but when I see her wheel in a breakfast cart, still wearing my shirt, that fear is immediately squashed—especially when I get a good look at her.

Her hair is tousled to the side and her makeup-free face radiates satiated joy in the sunlight pouring in through the sliding glass door.

Thoughts of last night scream through my head.

Her moans.

Her body writhing.

Her mouth on me.

My desperation.

And the way she took me all the way to the back of her throat.

It was a bad idea, but such a good one too and, now, in this unflinching morning light, I’m wondering what the hell she might be thinking.

I sit up and scratch my chest as she glances over in my direction. “Good morning,” she says.

“Morning,” I reply, appreciating the way my shirt barely covers her ass as she pushes the cart out to the deck. “Need help?” I ask.

“No, I’m good.” She stops the cart at the small bistro table set up on the deck and takes a seat. She peeks around the cart and says, “You joining me?”

Fuck, yes.

“Yeah,” I answer as I get out of bed. “Let me just go to the bathroom first.”

I quickly relieve myself, wash my hands, and because I’m so fucking attracted to this girl and don’t want her to regret last night, I adjust my hair in the mirror and then head out to the deck. There, she’s uncovered a plate of eggs, a plate of pancakes, a fruit platter, and some bacon.

She’s pouring coffee for both of us when I sit.

“Did you order this?” I ask.

“No. Reginald sent it with another card.” She lifts up the envelope and I glance at it.

“Have you read it?” She shakes her head, so I take it from her. “If this says anything about my snake bite, I’m leaving this island.” She chuckles as I read it out loud. “‘Good morning. Hope you slept well. The family is going on the yacht today to a private island. We would love for you to join us. Meet in the lobby at ten.”

“A private island? Sounds fancy,” Maggie says, as if we didn’t just rock each other’s worlds last night.

Okay, so we’re not going to talk about it. Good to know.

“A yacht sounds even fancier.” I set the card down. “Do you think you can get seasick on a yacht?”

She cuts into her pancakes but pauses when I pose my question. “Do you get seasick?”

“Well, I didn’t think I did until we had to take a boat from the airport to the resort. That’s when I found out waves and I don’t go well together.”

“That was a little boat—I think yachts are better.” She raises her brow at me. “Do you think you’ll get seasick?”

“No idea.” I lift up my coffee. “But I don’t think I should miss out on a private island thing.” I shrug. “It’s not like I haven’t puked in front of them already.

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