through the front door.
Her ex meant nothing to her. The relief felt
tremendous. There was a point on the way down when she had thought there might
be an underlying emotion with regards to her ex. She left without confronting
him, and she’d simply refused his proposal.
Andy stopped her inside the doorway. He pressed
against her body.
“I need to ask you something,” he said.
With the way his body was pressed against hers, he
could ask her anything. She’d willingly give everything to him. Her heart was
suddenly pounding for a whole new reason. They’d been close before, but they’d
never been this close. She felt his body heat against her own. The hard length
of his body was pressed close to hers. His masculine scent invaded her senses
making her want him badly. Her body was attuned to him. She wanted him to lean
down and kiss her. Sara wished he’d slam his hard lips against her own and show
her passion that she only read about. The desire to yell the command at him was
strong. She held herself back with all the strength she could muster.
His close proximity made it hard for her to fight. Her
gaze moved to those lips. How would they feel pressed against hers? She was
losing her mind at the thoughts Andy evoked in her mind.
“What do you need to ask me?” Her voice sounded
breathless to her. She tried her best not to cringe from the sound.
“Are you all right?” He pressed a palm to her head
testing her temperature.
I don’t want you testing my temperature! I want you to see how turned on
I am.
“I’m fine. Never better.” The
words were a total lie. “Now, what did you want to ask me?”
Her throat was bone dry. She needed a drink, and for
the first time she felt like she needed some alcohol.
“Do you still have feelings for Dylan?” he asked.
Out of everything she expected him to say, those were
the last words she anticipated leaving his lips.
“What?” She turned her head to see if anyone heard
her.
“I know he’s your ex, and I need to make sure we’re on
the same page.”
“We’re on the same page, Andy. I asked you here to be
my boyfriend so my family wouldn’t try and set us up. Get with the program.”
She ducked under his arm angry with herself for being the only one affected by
their closeness. Andy clearly wasn’t affected. She walked through into the
sitting room. Bethany sat on Danny’s lap, and they were going through a wedding
magazine. Her father read the paper while Jake was on the phone.
Andy walked up behind her. His hands went to her shoulders.
He kissed her neck, and she turned in his arms to whisper an apology against his
ear. This was all her fault. In the car she started to get concerned about her
feelings about Dylan. She had no right to be angry with Andy.
She melted against him. The feel of his body next to
her always had the ability to undo her. His hands sent goose-bumps up and down
her body. The simple touch shouldn’t have the power to affect her like it did.
“I’m so glad you’re here, Sara. I’ve got you booked
into Hazel’s for a fitting. I’ve made sure the dress will not clash with your
hair,” Bethany said.
“She did. It took her several weeks to pick the right
one.” Bethany slapped Danny and then sent her an apologetic smile.
“Hazel is the local dressmaker. Her gowns are a thing
of beauty. She can make any woman of any shape or size look sensational in her
gowns,” she said, explaining it to Andy.
“She’s the only place you can go to order decent
clothing,” Tracy said, walking through with a tray of drinks.
Harmony followed behind her daughter. “Men have it a
lot easier to dress than women. We have to cater for every occasion. A wedding
is a woman’s day. Bethany has superb taste, and this wedding will be the talk
of the town for many years to come. It should have been yours, Sara.”
Dylan was leaning against the wall, listening to their
conversation and staring at her.
“Stop it, Mom.”
Sara watched as Bethany
Her ex meant nothing to her. The relief felt
tremendous. There was a point on the way down when she had thought there might
be an underlying emotion with regards to her ex. She left without confronting
him, and she’d simply refused his proposal.
Andy stopped her inside the doorway. He pressed
against her body.
“I need to ask you something,” he said.
With the way his body was pressed against hers, he
could ask her anything. She’d willingly give everything to him. Her heart was
suddenly pounding for a whole new reason. They’d been close before, but they’d
never been this close. She felt his body heat against her own. The hard length
of his body was pressed close to hers. His masculine scent invaded her senses
making her want him badly. Her body was attuned to him. She wanted him to lean
down and kiss her. Sara wished he’d slam his hard lips against her own and show
her passion that she only read about. The desire to yell the command at him was
strong. She held herself back with all the strength she could muster.
His close proximity made it hard for her to fight. Her
gaze moved to those lips. How would they feel pressed against hers? She was
losing her mind at the thoughts Andy evoked in her mind.
“What do you need to ask me?” Her voice sounded
breathless to her. She tried her best not to cringe from the sound.
“Are you all right?” He pressed a palm to her head
testing her temperature.
I don’t want you testing my temperature! I want you to see how turned on
I am.
“I’m fine. Never better.” The
words were a total lie. “Now, what did you want to ask me?”
Her throat was bone dry. She needed a drink, and for
the first time she felt like she needed some alcohol.
“Do you still have feelings for Dylan?” he asked.
Out of everything she expected him to say, those were
the last words she anticipated leaving his lips.
“What?” She turned her head to see if anyone heard
her.
“I know he’s your ex, and I need to make sure we’re on
the same page.”
“We’re on the same page, Andy. I asked you here to be
my boyfriend so my family wouldn’t try and set us up. Get with the program.”
She ducked under his arm angry with herself for being the only one affected by
their closeness. Andy clearly wasn’t affected. She walked through into the
sitting room. Bethany sat on Danny’s lap, and they were going through a wedding
magazine. Her father read the paper while Jake was on the phone.
Andy walked up behind her. His hands went to her shoulders.
He kissed her neck, and she turned in his arms to whisper an apology against his
ear. This was all her fault. In the car she started to get concerned about her
feelings about Dylan. She had no right to be angry with Andy.
She melted against him. The feel of his body next to
her always had the ability to undo her. His hands sent goose-bumps up and down
her body. The simple touch shouldn’t have the power to affect her like it did.
“I’m so glad you’re here, Sara. I’ve got you booked
into Hazel’s for a fitting. I’ve made sure the dress will not clash with your
hair,” Bethany said.
“She did. It took her several weeks to pick the right
one.” Bethany slapped Danny and then sent her an apologetic smile.
“Hazel is the local dressmaker. Her gowns are a thing
of beauty. She can make any woman of any shape or size look sensational in her
gowns,” she said, explaining it to Andy.
“She’s the only place you can go to order decent
clothing,” Tracy said, walking through with a tray of drinks.
Harmony followed behind her daughter. “Men have it a
lot easier to dress than women. We have to cater for every occasion. A wedding
is a woman’s day. Bethany has superb taste, and this wedding will be the talk
of the town for many years to come. It should have been yours, Sara.”
Dylan was leaning against the wall, listening to their
conversation and staring at her.
“Stop it, Mom.”
Sara watched as Bethany
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