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“You did, but I wasn’t sure I believed it. Especially since we might be late to the reception.”
“No, we’ll drop them off and get back in plenty of time.” Her chin lifted stubbornly. “I’m not going to miss my first dance with you. We’re going to do this, even if I have to drive the limo myself.”
Luke held her close, holding back his laughter at her ferocity. “It’s not exactly our first dance—”
“It is as husband and wife and I am not missing it.” She kissed his mouth lingeringly, and he couldn’t help his reaction to her. When he was eighty, he hoped that the simple brush of Marley’s lips on his would still make him crazy in the best way possible.
Marley’s fingers brushed over his chest, and she sent him a coy look from beneath her lashes. “Although, I will admit, I’m looking forward to what happens after the reception more than any dance.”
He lowered his voice, and wiggled his eyebrows. “You mean the honeymoon? Me too.”
She pushed at his chest with laughter. “No, you perv. I mean spending the rest of my life with you.”
Luke kissed her long and lingeringly. “Don’t try to act as though you aren’t excited about the honeymoon.”
“Fine yes, I can’t wait to spend an entire week naked with you in the hotel room eating chocolate dipped strawberries and champagne.”
“That’s my sweetheart.” His arms went around her, pulling her close until he felt the warmth of her breath on his ear.
“Yes, I am.”
Acknowledgments
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First of all, many thanks to my agent, Sarah Younger, for submitting my proposal for the Something Borrowed series, and always being there for me when I need you. To my amazing editor, Norma Perez-Hernandez for giving me this chance. To the staff at Kensington Lyrical for the support. To my husband and children, for learning with every book what “mommy’s on deadline” means and being so understanding. To my parents, siblings, in laws, aunts and uncles, cousins, nieces, and nephews… thank you for talking about and reading my books. Love you all. My friends, who have been there through all the ups and downs, especially Hope Villano, Tina Klinesmith, Deana Gillingham, and Gayle Tominaga: You are amazing, strong women, and you inspire me. I want to thank my Rockers, who share my good news, read and review with gusto. You are the best. And last, but certainly not least, my amazing readers; never stop emailing, messaging, and posting to my timeline. You are my sunshine.
Kiss Me Sweetheart
Keep reading for a sneak peek at
KISS ME, SWEETHEART,
available in February 2018 from Lyrical Shine.
Chapter 1
Rylie Templeton sat at her desk, staring at the box of death by chocolate muffins she’d made that morning, and wondered if throwing one at Dustin Kent’s head could be considered assault.
God, he was an arrogant son of a bitch. He leaned a broad shoulder against the door jamb, and watched her with one raised brow and a sardonic smirk across his full lips. He’d been working at Something Borrowed for just shy of a month, and managed to get under her skin in the worst way. Constantly mocking her with his fake compliments and flattery, as if she didn’t know he was full of shit.
“You look very pretty today, Rylie. I love you in purple. It really brings out the green flecks in your eyes.”
Rylie narrowed her very dark eyes at him. “My eyes are brown, asshat.”
He pushed off and started walking toward her, a long stride that ate up the length of her tiny office in no time. He placed his hands on the desk and leaned over until he was almost nose to nose with her.
“Not true. Right in the center—”
She caught the finger he’d started waving in front of her face, tempted to bite it.
Not in a sexy way, of course.
She released him abruptly and stood. Why the hell would she go there, even in her head? Dustin wasn’t sexy, and she had a boyfriend anyway.
“I know you are used to getting what you want from women, but your flattery will not work on me.”
“Too bad. I was just coming to tell you that Kelly wants to see us in her office. Something about the Rolland/Marconi wedding?”
