Whose Bride is She Anyway? by Dakota Cassidy

Author:Dakota Cassidy [Cassidy, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 2011-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Stupid head…

Tara paced the length of her hut in her underwear. This was just wonderful. August had won the date with Kelsey. It figured, now he wouldn’t give a rat’s fuzzy ass about her anymore. He’d be too busy being bedazzled by Kelsey.

Stupid head…

She should have known. Tara Douglas was no match for Kelsey Little and she never would be. No matter how much weight she lost, no matter what kind of makeover she had, Kelsey was light years ahead of her in the snagging-a-man department. Hell, August auditioned for the show just because Kelsey was on it, so why would she think he’d end up any other place but with her. At least that’s what the gossip was in the jury pool, confirmed by Andy, that August Guthrie was hot for Kelsey in high school and he’d carried a torch ever since then. That was a long time to carry anything, let alone a torch. Tara couldn’t figure why this information had all of a sudden become a bone of contention for her. She’d known he was hot for Kelsey early on in the competition. So was he bullshitting her by telling her he liked her better? Just screwing around with her to occupy himself?

Tara had auditioned for some of the same reasons August had, albeit she’d done it for slightly less than altruistic motives and it had nothing to do with a piece of ass.

Her phone rang and Tara ran to grab it, knowing it wasn’t August because he had no access to her hut number, but she went for it assholes and elbows anyway. “Hello?”

“Tara? It’s Mary. I’m just checking to be sure you’re okay.”

Well why wouldn’t she be okay? Tara cringed and cleared her throat. “Of course, I’m fine Ms. Mary. Why would you think I wasn’t?”

“It’s the mother in me, what can I say? I noticed you didn’t eat at dinner and it worries me. Hunk picking is hard work. You need your strength.”

Tara’s heart clenched with warmth and guilt and then warmth again. Shit. Right now she really missed her mother. “I think it’s just the heat, Ms. Mary. I’m not used to it being from Colorado and all.” And the guilt over this mess she’d gotten herself into. Let’s not forget what that does to a girl’s appetite.

“Well, have a little fruit or something for me, okay?” Mary prodded.

“I will. Promise,” Tara assured her. “Thanks for checking on me. G’night Ms. Mary.”

“Night, dear.”

As Tara hung up she realized this was killing her or going to if she wasn’t careful. Why couldn’t she just slam Kelsey and smile while she did it? Because now I’ve changed my mind, Tara thought, and screwing Kelsey doesn’t seem like as much fun anymore. However, it obviously did seem like fun to August. The screwing part anyway.

Tara sank to the bed, defeated. She had no right to August in the first place, so she shouldn’t complain. Her behavior last night was outlandish at best, so she’d just take her lumps and move on.

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