Wild for You
“Instead, her limbs felt wooden as she dressed in a knee-length, sleeveless ivory linen dress and high-heeled muted gold sandals. I'm getting married today, she thought gloomily. The prospect should have made her giddy, given the groom was so hot, but instead she felt uneasy and sad. It was one thing to have Clay sleeping in the living room as her bodyguard, but as her husband? He might be a make-believe groom, but the marriage certificate would be real and so would the ceremony. She flinched as she relived his words last night.
I'm definitely not marriage material. I plan to keep my vow never to remarry.
Facing the mirror, she glided a wand of apricot gold lip gloss on her pursed lips. Better not fall too hard for him, she warned herself and made a face in the mirror.
Clay knocked on her bedroom door, startling her from her musings. Her mouth fell open when she saw him in a crisp white dress shirt with a gray and black silk tie and tailored black slacks that.
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