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Married by Mistake. Abby Gaines
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isbn 9781408910276
Автор произведения Abby Gaines
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Mills & Boon Superromance
Издательство HarperCollins
“Joe,” Sally cooed. “Welcome to Kiss the Bride!”
The reality TV hostess gestured to Casey. “The show where you marry the woman of your dreams. Doesn’t she look gorgeous?”
Joe opened his mouth, but it took him a couple of tries to get any words out. “She does,” he managed to say at last.
Relief washed over Casey, restoring her heart to its normal rhythm. It’s going to be all right.
“Joe, this is your big moment,” Sally said. “All you have to do is pop the question and you can marry Casey right here.” She beamed encouragement.
Joe hesitated. Casey gave him what she intended to be a loving smile, although she was afraid it might have emerged as pleading. Still he hesitated.
“Joe, aren’t you going to ask Casey to marry you?” Sally sounded like a mother addressing a recalcitrant child.
Joe spoke, loud and clear this time. “No, I’m not.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Abby Gaines wrote for five years before she sold her first novel. Fortunately, she got used to the barrage of rejection letters – though she never quite embraced them in the way some people recommend – and didn’t lose heart. During those years she worked as a business journalist and also as editor of a speedway magazine.
Abby lives with her husband and children in an olive grove. She says olive trees are perfect to inspire the funny, tender romances she loves to write.
Dear Reader,
Do you find it difficult to say no when someone asks you to help out? Me, too! Of course, helping out is always a wonderful thing to do… but sometimes you can’t help feeling as if you have Pushover tattooed on your forehead.
In Married by Mistake, Casey Greene decides she’s finished with being a pushover. Unfortunately, her fight for the no-strings love she’s always wanted goes disastrously wrong; she ends up accidentally married to Adam Carmichael. Adam might be Memphis’s most eligible bachelor, but he never does anything he doesn’t want to. Yet when a reformed pushover and a man of granite go head to head, anything can happen!
I hope you enjoy Adam and Casey’s story. Please e-mail me at [email protected] and let me know what you think.
If you’re like me, when you get to the end of a book, you wish there was just a little more to read about those characters you’ve grown attached to. Well, with this book, there is! If you’d like to see how the romance of minor characters Sam and Eloise came to its happy ending – and how Casey and Adam renewed their wedding vows – visit the For Readers page at www.abbygaines.com to read a couple of special extra scenes.
Abby Gaines
Married by Mistake
ABBY GAINES
MILLS & BOON
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For Nigel, who mostly succeeds in being an
immovable object, but when it really
matters, is putty in my hands…
CHAPTER ONE
THE BRIDE WORE a long white dress and a look of utter despair.
Adam Carmichael saw her through the glass wall of the Memphis Channel Eight boardroom, scurrying down the corridor as fast as the full skirt of her dress would allow, flicking furtive glances over her shoulder.
Damn, a runaway bride. Could this day get any worse?
He stepped out of the boardroom, and she saved him the effort of stopping her when she cannoned into him, preoccupied by one of those over-the-shoulder checks. Soft yet firm breasts pressed hard against Adam’s chest; honey-gold hair tickled his chin.
He steadied her with his hands on her upper arms. And saw tears welling in her eyes. Instantly he released her, took a step back.
She brushed at the tears with short, impatient movements. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” She looked behind her again and said distractedly, “Anyway, it was nice meeting you, but I really must…”
She gathered up her skirt, ready to run, giving Adam a glimpse of slim ankles above a pair of silk shoes.
Overhead, the PA system crackled to life, and Adam recognized the voice of Channel Eight’s senior producer, unusually agitated. “Would Casey Greene please return to makeup immediately. Casey Greene to makeup.” There was a pause, then the producer said, “Now!” more ferociously than Adam had ever heard her speak before.
There was no mistaking the whimper from the runaway bride, nor the flare of panic in her eyes, which were the gray-green of the Mississippi when a storm was brewing.
Adam clamped a hand over her forearm. “Sounds like they’re looking for you.”
“I can’t go back.” She tried to tug her arm free.
Fleetingly, he considered letting her go. But much as he hated this wedding show, he wasn’t about to sabotage it.
They were due to go live in an hour, so it was a safe bet people would be scouring the building for the missing bride. In her panic to get away, she’d obviously taken the elevator up instead of down. It might take awhile for the search party to reach the top-floor boardroom, but they’d get here in the end.
“You can’t leave like this,” he said. “You look terrible.” Oops, that wasn’t the most tactful thing to say to a bride. “I mean, you look great…fantastic.” He ran a quick eye over her to check if he’d made a fair assessment. She was a little on the short side, around five-four in her shoes, he estimated, but the dress hugged some very attractive curves.
He pushed open the door to the boardroom. “Why don’t you take a minute to pull yourself together?” He gave her no chance to refuse, shepherding her in, then steering her to one of the black leather couches arranged along the far wall. He turned a chair from the boardroom table around to face her, and sat down. “I assume you’re Casey Greene?”
She nodded. Someone walked past the boardroom, and she shrank down in the couch.
“It’s only my secretary,” he assured her. But she looked jittery, as if she might spring up at any moment. Adam estimated it had been a minute since that call over the PA, probably several minutes since she’d left her minders. Where were those guys? He said chattily, “So you’re a guest on Kiss the Bride?”
“I was.”
Uh-oh. This was just what he needed, after he’d worked through the night to get this show into some semblance of order, tying up the loose ends his cousin Henry, the show’s creator, had overlooked. Except Adam hadn’t had time to check if Henry had lined up a replacement bridal couple in case someone