Just Married! by Cara Colter

Author:Cara Colter
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: fiction
Publisher: Harlequin Mills & Boon Ltd.

The banging was at the door again.

“Amanda,” Sam said over the soundtrack for Shrek, the movie she personally believed to be the most romantic of all time, “you have to talk to Charlie.”

“That’s not Charlie. He doesn’t know I’m here watching a movie tonight.”

“He drives around town looking for your car! It’s heartbreaking. Give the guy a break.” And more softly. “Please?”

“I’m talking to Charlie,” Amanda said stubbornly, ignoring the knocking on the door, “when you talk to Ethan.”

Well, that was a stalemate. Sam passed Amanda the bucket of Fudge Ripple and got up and answered the door.

It wasn’t Charlie who stood there.

It was Mitch. And Jake. And Bryce. Despite Waldo growling ferociously at them, having decided to hate all things male, they were grinning like gorillas who had just hijacked the banana train. They were filthy. Covered in sawdust and sweat streaks, clothes dirty. She could tell they were exhausted and exhilarated at the same time.

“What are you doing here?” she demanded.

“Kidnapping,” Bryce announced.

“Kidnapping?” Amanda said from the doorway.

“How exciting!”

“You’re going to be next if you don’t smarten up about Charlie,” Bryce informed her darkly. “You’re killing that guy.”

“Mind your own business,” Amanda told him snippily.

Samantha tried to take advantage of the interchange to slide toward the bathroom where she could lock the door, but Mitch caught her, picked her up, tossed her over his shoulder and headed down the steep stairs with her. The dog bit him.

He handed her easily to Jake and scooped up Waldo and placed him back inside the door. “I thought you were getting rid of that dog?”

“Nobody wants him,” she said. It was true. She had interviewed about a dozen prospective owners for Waldo. Twice he’d even gone home with them. But he’d been back the next day, wagging his tail joyously when he saw her.

A moment later she was pinned between Bryce and Jake in the back seat of Mitch’s station wagon.

“You stink,” she told her brothers.

“That’s what happens when you work around the clock,” Bryce said.

“What’s going on?” she asked him. “I was in the middle of a good movie. And a good bucket of ice cream.”

“Oh, well,” Bryce said. “You know where to find sympathy. In between—” he paused at Mitch’s glare in the mirror, and came up with a version altered from the usual ribald ones the boys used “—sympathize and sympathetic in the dictionary.”

Her brothers had mollycoddled her for about twenty-four hours after she had announced to them that she was never speaking to Ethan Ballard again. Her brothers’ idea of mollycoddling was Mitch delivering fresh fish off the dock, Jake buying her a new fishing spool for her rod and Bryce cleaning the salt off her sailboat for her.

And then, obviously figuring that was enough tenderness, not wanting to turn her into a wimp, they’d stopped. Stopped calling, stopped dropping by, suddenly frantically busy. She’d assumed they were uncomfortable with the intensity of her emotion. Now she saw it differently.

Up to something. She really should have guessed sooner.

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