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“Oh, s-she’ll be out in a minute. She’s-s just fixing her makeup,” one of them slurs. She elbows one of the other girls. “You know s-she’s s-such an exhibitionist.”
They all giggle, and the hairs on the back of my neck prickle.
I don’t know why I give a damn that someone is talking shit about the bride, but for some reason, it pisses me off.
“Okay, let’s start in the rose garden.” The photographer ushers them toward the exit. Once they’re out of sight, I walk toward the closed door.
I twist the handle and slowly push it open. My shoes click on the shiny floor tiles. Trays of half-eaten appetizers are scattered over every tabletop, empty champagne glasses littering the place. A heavy cloud of perfume invades my nostrils as I lock the door behind me.
The urge to sneeze grabs hold. I struggle for a few seconds to keep it in. Fucking allergies.
I put down my tray and pull out my gun, taking a look around the place. An ornate white wedding gown hangs on the back of the closet door, and another door toward the back of the room is closed. A thin stream of light creeps out from the bottom.
Jackpot.
I inch closer, the gun in my outstretched hand.
A choked sob from behind the door jars me. The door opens and a gorgeous blonde steps out of the bathroom dressed in a white lace bra and matching G-string. My mission fades to the back burner while my eyes hungrily drink her in from the tips of her bright, red-painted toes to the ends of her long, curled locks of hair hanging over her lush tits. She’s perfect from the smooth tan skin that my fingers itch to touch to the full, pink lips that I want wrapped tight around my cock.
The bride-to-be wipes her nose with the back of her hand before doing a double take when she realizes I’m not actually a waiter. Her blue eyes pop open wide with recognition just before they land on the gun pointed straight at her.
“You…?” Her voice is incredulous. I remember that sultry voice, the way my body hummed in response. I’d wanted to hear it again and again, preferably screaming my name for hours on end.
But I never got a chance because she disappeared without a trace. I didn’t think I’d ever see her again, especially not staring into the barrel of my gun, weeks later.
And I sure as shit didn’t expect her to be the bride I came to steal from my family’s business rival.
I step forward, my throat tight. Forcing my eyes away from her endless curves, I grit my teeth.
It doesn’t matter what I felt that night. All that matters is what I have to do right here and right now. “Yeah,me.”
“Are you here to kill me?” Her lips pull into a tight line and she nods at my gun.
“No. I’m here to save you.”
The door handle to the suite jiggles. A clicking sound follows. I twist around as the door creaks open. My finger rests on the trigger, my heart stuttering to a stop. Gunshots pop, ripping through the air. A startled scream pierces the air behind me just before the bride falls to the floor.
Fuck.
I’m too late.
