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The Honeymoon That Wasn't. Debbi Rawlins
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Автор произведения Debbi Rawlins
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
Man, it sucked that Dallas and Eric had spent all this money and Tom was screwing up their plans. No doubt they had something equally nice someplace else but that wasn’t the point. It wasn’t even about the money. Tony had already decided he’d pay for the suite and everything else this weekend. He didn’t care what Dallas said. But it was all the hassle she’d gone through to counter Tom’s prank that irritated Tony.
He couldn’t think about that right now. It pissed him off too much and he had another problem to consider…sobering up Dakota. His gaze went back to Dakota. For a second he thought he saw her eyes open, but as he moved closer he realized it had to have been a trick of the light.
He’d already lost the bow tie and shrugged out of the jacket. He draped it over the rattan chair that matched the couch and bar stools, and then grabbed their bags and carried them to the bedroom.
The friggin’ bedroom was almost as big as the living room, with a canopied king-size bed and one of those white nettings you only see in movies draped over it and tied back to the bedposts. There was another couch and another sliding glass door that led to a separate balcony. More palms, more paintings.
He found the large walk-in closet and placed their bags on the built-in luggage racks. Kicking off his shoes, he unfastened his belt at the same time and then hung it on a gold-plated hook behind the door. He pulled his shirt from the waistband of his pants and started unbuttoning it as he walked out into the bedroom.
Dakota stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame. Frowning slightly, she tried to smooth her hair. A few curls sprang back to rest on her cheek. “Tony?”
“Yeah?”
“Where are we?”
He cleared his throat. “You don’t remember anything.”
“Well, yes, of course I do.” Her gaze slid down to his exposed chest, lingered for a long satisfying moment.
“What exactly do you remember?”
“The wedding.”
“I hope so.” He chuckled. “And?”
She put two fingers to her temple. “Wow, do I have a headache.”
“Yeah, a vat of wine will do that.”
She gave him a glare that was immensely reassuring. Yup, she was definitely coming around.
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