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"Hain?" she asked quizzically
"Just say the word and we don’t have to do it, baby" I was serious, and would pull out of the whole thing if it was truly what Brynne wanted, but ain for it
"No, no, no, Mr Blackstone You ordered this posh event with royalty and dignitaries cone in your sister’s historic country manor house" She raised an eyebrow "And now you oods" She plucked at my shirt "We reap "
"True that"
"Besides, I want to see you standing at the end of the aisle waiting forhandsoot that fking right--only for you" I kissed her thoroughly, tasting her deliciousness and thinking I had the rest of rinned and shook her head a little at s I do to you with this filthy ht, Mr Blackstone" She s at,her feelings as she was right now I thought it incredibly sexy, but then everything about her was sexy to me Especially since it had been far too ht hoursChrist And then? Well, it’d be Honey would definitely be happening on that trip too Italian villa along the coast, secluded, private-- nothing but time to make love, eat, sleep, swim in the ocean and make more love I could probably do that for the rest of ot a pretty new dress and a veil for this hoedown" She looked up at me and winked "You paid for it"
"Hoedown? What kind of Yank word is that?"
"An appropriate one, actually Itand fiddles" She did a quick air violin gesture forin the country, and you’ve got David Garrett co--there is no fiddle player hotter than hi about hisole hoedown to get to You’d better start et us on the road"
"So you’ve got some fancy for David Garrett, now do you?"
She pretended to consider, giving er "A lady never tells"
"Fucking fabulous! My wife is about to throw ! Absolutely brill" I pulled out my mobile "Excuse me, I need to call David Garrett and uninvite him to our wed--"
"Don’t even think about it, buster," she toldall these celebrities at the wedding I should get to choose at least a few of theoing through with this whole high-profile nonsense because of the fiddle player?" My question was in jest, but there was some definite truth to it
Ironic how the plan I’d set into motion only for her protection and safety had turned out to be unnecessary in the end Brynne didn’t need the high-profile celebrity status any the eternal punishment he so richly deserved
We never did find out exactly what happened to Karl Westood theory After my dad had driven us away froate My first priority was to get Brynne to safety above all else, and I’d seen plenty of dead bodies to recognize one when I see one Westh caliber bullet to the head
What happened there was strange, though I’d worked it out for the hly doubted there would ever be confirmation fro to retrieve the arrow he’d fired, soone in a matter of moments Only professionals are capable of that kind of operation Neil and Len sniffed around again the nextthere Even the blood ashed away No trace of anything
Brynne had mentioned how the whole place was eerily quiet and that she’d never seen another person at the hotel, whichSo that pretty hest levels US Secret Service, most likely Westman was a dead man before he ever took Brynne fro close for my coe, but true The knowledge that if West her, ouldn’t have ether, or be about to marry and have a baby It was all just a bit much to rationalize sometimes, even if it was our reality I tried not to think about that part Brynne was free to live a regular life noith nobody out there plotting to take her away, or harreatest gift Thank the heavenly angelsand one very special angel in particular
"Ethan!" She was frowning atmy thumb between her brows to s to me I answered you and you were off in a dreaaveand so through a hundred of these ridiculous celebrity weddings if it ray eyes up to ood while before we got on the road up to Hallborough
Two days later
Ben and I watched Siarden and hoped he didn’t spot us In his very green Milanese bespoke suit, he arranged guests for candid shots in all sorts of crazy avant-garde positions
"God help us if these pictures he’s taking get out to the general public We’ll all be royally fked--quite literally!" Ben said dryly, nodding his head toward the naughty antics of a certain ginger-haired prince and his unidentified date "Why on earth did Ethan hire Si pictures?"