Autumn Nights by Willow Aster EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Willow Aster
- Language: English
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I SET THE BOUQUET OF FLOWERS ON THE BAR AND TRY TO CATCH MY BREATH.
It’s been the most beautiful day, the most beautiful wedding, the most
beautiful bride and groom, in the most charming place I’ve ever seen.
on a beach in Nantucket and last night we stayed in a house that surrounds a
lighthouse. We had the place to ourselves last night and today and I’ve made
sure to investigate every inch of the place—the house is a dream in design
and elegance. I even love my dress, a feat in itself. It’s in a shade called
Desert Rose and is the prettiest dress I’ve ever worn.
All of this romance in the air would normally make me nauseated. It’s not
that I’m not a believer in love, but I leave the sunshine and unicorn idealism
to my sister—speaking of the most beautiful bride—while I’m more of a dark
underbelly, see life as it is kind of girl.
I swallow down the lump in my throat. I’m so happy for my sister
Summer and her hottie movie star. I’ve been rooting for them since the day I
met Liam Taylor, so it’s not sadness or jealousy that I’m feeling, but
immense satisfaction and gratitude that one of us got it right.
My phone buzzes in my jeweled clutch and I pull it out, turning off the
sound and rolling my eyes when I see that it’s Dominic. Again. I shove it
back in my purse and turn when I hear a low whistle.
“Do texts always make you angry or is this a special occasion?” the guy
Calling him a guy feels like it lessens him somewhat. It’s the tall, sturdy
like a rock, hunk of a man that I noticed when I walked down the sandy
beach aisle as maid of honor. He’s hard to miss with shoulders so broad he
could probably lift a car or some other such foolishness. He’s so not my type.
Summer says I go for the starving artist types that look like they could either
have a drug habit and need to eat…or both. She’s not wrong. I once
accidentally put my ex’s jeans on, and they fit…only he’s eight inches taller.
Dominic is said ex and he’s decided that since I’m done with him, he wants
me now. Which also seems to be my type.
“Special occasion,” I say.
Hunka man grins and his hazel eyes sparkle in the sunshine, his perfectly
straight white teeth with obnoxious full lips that are like pillows such a
contrast with his boulder man body.
“Remind me not to get on your bad side,” he says, his eyes falling to my
lips, and I feel shaken and stirred.
As much as I don’t want to feel either shaken or stirred, coming out of a
string of bad relationships and even worse first dates, the last thing I need
right now is my nether regions to wake up over anyone.
I turn back toward the bar, and he sits beside me. I’m surprised the stool
doesn’t break in half with the pure muscle he’s throwing down.
“Are you related to the bride?” he asks.
“Summer is my sister,” I tell him.
“Sounds like a song,” he says, grinning.
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