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Heatherout,” he said with a grin “My ego’s stinging from the fact that you didn’t show any appreciation for how hard I work on all of this”

He spread his arlanced down at his body

Heather rolled her eyes Great body or not, this guy was disgusting “What nors on your door at two in the led his eyebrows

“Neverset herself up “Can you please, please just shut up until after I leave at seven tooto the bakery?” he asked hopefully

Yep It was official The new neighbor had to die

Heather let out an audibly annoyed sigh “To Park Avenue United Methodist Church to ensure the florist is there with the pes and to set up the guest book table, and to the bride room to make sure it doesn’t still smell like onions And then to the Bleecker Hotel to ift table’s under way, that the florist is on tiet into the kitchen, that they set up the good dance floor, not the crappy one that splits right down the middle, because if they do, so help me God—”

“And this is why modern men avoid the altar,” Josh interrupted “You’re one scary-ass bride, 4C”

“I’ly tired eyes “I’ planner What does thatsleep so I can becoh she hadn’t said anything He leaned toward her “You want to coo to bed like any nore of twenty-two,” she snapped

“I thought you’d never ask,” he said, stepping aside and sweeping an arh to usher her inside

Heather put a hand over her heart andhandsome hunk like you would actually bed little old otta verify that the sweet buns are, in fact, sweet,” he said, flashing her another one of those easy grins

Heather’s fake s in his face and ignoring— back intoto sleep, and if I hear one et lorious banana bread and shove it up your—”

Josh’s head dropped to hers, and he stamped a kiss on her mouth Hard