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pick you up after lunch, to shop for a dress.” He shrugs. “We’ll be
married by tonight.” His eyes are full of promise, “and then I’ll show you
everything I’m thinking of doing to you right now.
There is no way I’m going to be able to eat now, I think, trying
and failing to stop the throbbing between my legs. I press my thighs together
and sigh. I can’t wait for tonight.
“So when did you two meet?” Linda asks me later, as we
browse the racks for a good dress, me hesitantly, she, rapidly, as if she knows
exactly what she is looking for. She ignored me throughout the drive in the car
to dress shop, which she has picked out all by herself.
“Yesterday.” I reply. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I try
to say it as if it means nothing, as if people get married all the time
a day after they meet.
She snorts and continues browsing the rack. I prickle
with irritation at the sound, but I don’t say anything. Suddenly I am
determined to choose my own dress. I start to look for a dress too, determined not
to wear anything she picks out.
Luckily, I find an off-white dress, sleeveless with a wide
neck. It’s the kind of dress I’ve always dreamed of wearing. I pick it off the rack
and tell Linda that I’ve found what I want. She nods in approval when I try it
on and that rankles too. I don’t need her to approve my choices.
We buy other things, lingerie that makes me blush, while Linda
looks at my reddening face as if she has never seen a blush before, shoes, a
few other dresses, and then we go to a hair salon to fix up my hair and makeup.
By the time I’m all dressed up, I don’t recognize myself. I don’t look my age,
that’s for sure. I look grown-up and elegant.
Stacey meets us at the courthouse with her Brett, her husband,
who looks confused by the whole thing. They both witness the ceremony, which
for me, is only a blur. All I can see is David looking perfect in the dark blue
suit promising to love me forever. I know it’s probably silly to imagine that I
love him, but as I watch his lips say my name, I’m very sure that I do.
The official says something and David lifts my hand to slide
the rings onto my finger, two rings, a sparking engagement ring, and a plain
wedding band. I know his assistant has picked them out, but I don’t care,
because I am happy and in love, and for the moment I know that everything is
going to be all right.
About The Author
S erena Grey discovered her first love when she was a child,
and that love, reading, has been her constant companion since then.
She still loves to read, but now she also writes, because
the stories in her head won't leave her in peace otherwise. When she's not
reading and writing, she enjoys cocktails, coffee, the Vampire Diaries, Smash,
and constantly drools over Gabriel Macht as Harvey Spector in Suits.
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R ebellion
A Dangerous Man #2
Serena Grey
Teaser
T he journey to Seattle is silent. Steve, the chauffeur
keeps his eyes on the road, and my husband, I still can’t believe he is my
husband, studies some papers on his lap, totally ignoring me.
I can’t stop looking at him though. As I watch his strong
fingers flip through the papers, my mind drifts to last night, my wedding
night, and I feel my skin heat up.
I sigh and turn to look out of the window at the woods
flying by.
It’s still hard to believe that this man, who I only met
three days ago, is my husband and that I am leaving the life I have always
known to go with him to his home, his city, his life, of which I know nothing.
However, I don’t care, I love him, and I’m sure he cares about me.
He hasn’t looked at me at all. With him acting so distant, it’s
easy to wonder if I’m not mistaken, and just being a silly child imagining
myself in love. Why would he love me? After all, I am just an inexperienced eighteen-year
old.