The Reluctant Billionaire's Temporary Bride: Love is worth fighting for (Las Vegas Brides of Convenience Book 1) by Martin Anne

Author:Martin, Anne [Martin, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Published: 2019-01-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Nix Death-Hammer

We drove the Camaro. I drove mostly while she slept. It was a long drive, thirty-two hours that went by in a blur of exhausted and panicked. Was I really doing this? The diamond on her finger was an indication that yes indeed, I was. I had everything arranged, the hotel, the roadside wedding chapel, the transferred funds to the clinic, enough to get things started, and the job I’d left behind before it killed me.

What was I thinking? She was a sweet little peach, but she was in love with someone else, someone who wasn’t any good for her. She was happy with me. Not that she wasn’t already happy. Fine. I was happy with her. I lost every bitter, jaded, angry streak and was left with something like optimism. Right. I find a girl who’s dying and that makes me optimistic. I always had been contrary.

I pulled into a gas station a hundred miles from our destination. She stirred in her seat and sat up, smiling at me. That smile. You could light the world with that smile.

“Kitten. Do you want to drive for a spell?”

She stretched, arching her back and shifting her hips beneath her narrow waist. I hadn’t touched her for too long. I was dying to do more than touch her. My mouth was actually watering and suddenly I wasn’t particularly tired.

“Mm. Okay, Brute. How far do we have?”

I grinned at her. “Hour and a half.”

She ran a hand through her messy hair, still adorable even sweaty and stuck to her head. “Maybe we should have flown,” she said.

I frowned at her. “And leave your precious steed behind? I don’t think so.”

She laughed and leaned over to catch my face and kiss me. I loved it when she did that. “I think that you’ve fallen in love.”

My heart pounded as she rested against my chest, her body so light, so soft and buoyant, it raised me up every time. “Do you?” I raised an eyebrow skeptically.

“With my car.”

I kissed her, quick and sweet. “You aren’t wrong. Do you think your aunt would sell it to me after you kick it?”

She laughed and pulled away. “I’m sure she’ll consider releasing the gas-guzzling monster into your very capable hands if you don’t try and prostitute me on the strip. It was one of her concerns.”

I took her hand. “That’s an idea. You aren’t quite the type.”

“Too sickly?”

“Too sweet.”

We got out, stretched, her in those adorable little shorts and t-shirt, then took breaks and switched seats. I lay back and closed my eyes while she expertly shifted down. She drove well and liked to go fast. My sleep was plagued with dreams of her, wearing nothing but that smile of hers.

When I woke up, she was there, looking cute and sweet. We were stuck in traffic for half an hour before she took the exit for our hotel. She drove past the enormous neon sign that read, “Death-Hammer’s Back!” without distinguishing it from the other dozens of blinking billboards.

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