Fake Boyfriend by Maine Miley

Author:Maine, Miley [Maine, Miley]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-06-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Loren

I didn’t have time to press Jackson about what happened in the woods. The wedding party was leaving the rehearsal area, and making their way to the dinner.

I’d attended a few rehearsal dinners, but this one was stunning. The weather was balmy enough that my cousin had demanded that it be moved outside, and long rows of wooden tables had been set up.

In the center of the tables, jars of yellow daisies sat on top of a burlap runner. Strands of small white lights stretched across the space, and soft notes from a violin floated through the air. Against the backdrop of the rugged mountains, it could have been ripped from the pages of a wedding magazine.

And maybe it had. I was pretty sure someone told me her wedding planner was quite famous in her field.

I’d already explained to Jackson why I loved weddings, but that was more about the atmosphere created by the people involved. Not just the bride and groom, but the family members who were thrilled to be there to support them. Most weddings had aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers and sisters who’d traveled to be there, and who were eager to share in the couples’ big day. The wedding also served as a family reunion of sorts, giving even the most reluctant guest a chance to catch up with each other.

My family was so busy that I hadn’t seen all of them in one place in almost two years. They were a lot of fun to be around. The only really intolerable guest was my aunt. And maybe the bride. Just a little.

I got my camera focused and started snapping photos. I took candid shots, one of my cousin, pulling out a chair for our grandmother. I took one of my mother, nudging my father to put his napkin in his lap, although he’d attended just as many formal dinners as she had. I snapped a photo or two of every guest, laughing, talking, or reading for the mason jars filled with sparkling water.

Now it was time for the bride and groom, who were seated together at a round table set up for just the two of them, right next to the main tables.

My cousin was radiant in her pastel pink party dress, and her fiance was smiling at her. I got about ten shots of them before she waved me over. “Loren! Go sit down. And get your hot boyfriend. He’s over there in the corner glaring at everyone.”

Sure enough, Jackson was standing with his shoulders back, and his hands clasped in front of him. He might as well have been holding a neon light that said, ‘I’ll kick your ass.’ And Marie was right about one thing. He was hot. I couldn’t wait to rip that suit off of his body and finish what I’d started earlier in our hotel room.

“You sure you don’t want me taking more photos?” I asked.

“We’re sure,” Douglas said, but his tone was a little harsher than I’d have expected from him.

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