second shot, filled with regret. “Do not even go there, mon ami.”
Etienne’s expression went sly. “What’s this? Has the mighty Treves Duchesne fallen at last? Stay tuned, my good friends. This afternoon should prove interesting!”
What he meant by that, Shay had no idea.
The others oohed and made a few bawdy comments, but before Shay could correct their mistaken assumption that she would be with him, the organ music swelled inside the church. That was their cue. Taking a deep breath, Shay stowed the sizable spike of annoyance at the reminder of his lost opportunity and filed into the nave with the other men, lining up below the chancel alongside the groom.
He really was happy for Etienne. It was obvious the man was head over heels. And Shay was determined to have a good time at this wedding with his friends and forget about the woman he’d let get away.
Hell, there were plenty of other women here. Pretty women.
Just look at the gorgeous bridesmaid gliding down the center aisle looking demure and virginal. Okay, so she was blond, and he wasn’t really into blondes today. No matter. There was a brunette stepping out after her, and she was just as pretty. Though he wasn’t particularly feeling the brunette either. What he really wanted was a tall, shapely, auburn-haired beauty with soft eyes and a sharp, very clever tongue.
Kind of like the one following the brunette down the aisle.
Shay did a double take at the last bridesmaid, and his jaw dropped in surprise. Their eyes collided, and hers went wide as saucers.
Slowly he began to smile.
Mais, yeah.
Exactly like her.
Chapter 9
Tessa almost tripped over her feet and landed on her face in the middle of the aisle. She caught herself just in time.
Oh. My. God.
She could not be lieve what she was seeing.
That man standing calmly at the front of the church, smiling like a fallen angel, one of Etienne’s groomsmen, it was him ! Shay!
Shay of the huge cock, commanding whisper, and dark bedroom eyes. The man she’d spent the entire night—
God, she didn’t even want to think about what she’d spent the entire night doing with him!
What the hell was he doing here ?
She bared her teeth at him behind a plastered-on smile, barely resisting hurling her bouquet at the devil. This was injury to insult. He must have known all along who she was. Laura frequented the maison often, she’d said, and Shay had obviously known his way around the place, too. And just as obviously was great friends with the groom. Had her friend set her up? God, surely she hadn’t hired Shay to entertain her? If so, she’d kill Laura. And Shay.
The nerve of the man! Seducing her, doing all those ... things ... to her, then offering to pay her for her services, knowing all along she’d have to face him today. And be his partner in the ceremony. Lord. That’s what Tessa got for missing the rehearsal due to a delayed flight.
Jesus help her.
She refused to look at him again, the cad. But she could feel his gaze on her the whole time. Hot. Tempting. Powerful.
When the ceremony was over, she was forced to walk back down the aisle on his arm. And smile like her insides weren’t careening around in somersaults and her panties weren’t getting wetter by the second.
She was mortified by her body’s reaction to him. Like she was expecting him to throw her down on the vestibule floor and take her in front of God and everyone. As he’d done this morning. And last night. She was getting turned on just thinking about it.
Oh, God. She was so going to hell.
“Let me go,” she gritted out under her breath, trying to jerk her arm free. But he’d put his hand over her wrist and was holding on like a dog with a bone.
“No way.” He smiled. “We’ve got photos. And the receiving line.”
“If you think I’m going to—”
Without loosening his grip, he slung his arm around her shoulders, pulled her close, and kissed her. And not an innocent groomsman to bridesmaid thank-you
Etienne’s expression went sly. “What’s this? Has the mighty Treves Duchesne fallen at last? Stay tuned, my good friends. This afternoon should prove interesting!”
What he meant by that, Shay had no idea.
The others oohed and made a few bawdy comments, but before Shay could correct their mistaken assumption that she would be with him, the organ music swelled inside the church. That was their cue. Taking a deep breath, Shay stowed the sizable spike of annoyance at the reminder of his lost opportunity and filed into the nave with the other men, lining up below the chancel alongside the groom.
He really was happy for Etienne. It was obvious the man was head over heels. And Shay was determined to have a good time at this wedding with his friends and forget about the woman he’d let get away.
Hell, there were plenty of other women here. Pretty women.
Just look at the gorgeous bridesmaid gliding down the center aisle looking demure and virginal. Okay, so she was blond, and he wasn’t really into blondes today. No matter. There was a brunette stepping out after her, and she was just as pretty. Though he wasn’t particularly feeling the brunette either. What he really wanted was a tall, shapely, auburn-haired beauty with soft eyes and a sharp, very clever tongue.
Kind of like the one following the brunette down the aisle.
Shay did a double take at the last bridesmaid, and his jaw dropped in surprise. Their eyes collided, and hers went wide as saucers.
Slowly he began to smile.
Mais, yeah.
Exactly like her.
Chapter 9
Tessa almost tripped over her feet and landed on her face in the middle of the aisle. She caught herself just in time.
Oh. My. God.
She could not be lieve what she was seeing.
That man standing calmly at the front of the church, smiling like a fallen angel, one of Etienne’s groomsmen, it was him ! Shay!
Shay of the huge cock, commanding whisper, and dark bedroom eyes. The man she’d spent the entire night—
God, she didn’t even want to think about what she’d spent the entire night doing with him!
What the hell was he doing here ?
She bared her teeth at him behind a plastered-on smile, barely resisting hurling her bouquet at the devil. This was injury to insult. He must have known all along who she was. Laura frequented the maison often, she’d said, and Shay had obviously known his way around the place, too. And just as obviously was great friends with the groom. Had her friend set her up? God, surely she hadn’t hired Shay to entertain her? If so, she’d kill Laura. And Shay.
The nerve of the man! Seducing her, doing all those ... things ... to her, then offering to pay her for her services, knowing all along she’d have to face him today. And be his partner in the ceremony. Lord. That’s what Tessa got for missing the rehearsal due to a delayed flight.
Jesus help her.
She refused to look at him again, the cad. But she could feel his gaze on her the whole time. Hot. Tempting. Powerful.
When the ceremony was over, she was forced to walk back down the aisle on his arm. And smile like her insides weren’t careening around in somersaults and her panties weren’t getting wetter by the second.
She was mortified by her body’s reaction to him. Like she was expecting him to throw her down on the vestibule floor and take her in front of God and everyone. As he’d done this morning. And last night. She was getting turned on just thinking about it.
Oh, God. She was so going to hell.
“Let me go,” she gritted out under her breath, trying to jerk her arm free. But he’d put his hand over her wrist and was holding on like a dog with a bone.
“No way.” He smiled. “We’ve got photos. And the receiving line.”
“If you think I’m going to—”
Without loosening his grip, he slung his arm around her shoulders, pulled her close, and kissed her. And not an innocent groomsman to bridesmaid thank-you
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