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Authors: Scarlet Wilson
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Adam reached over the table and touched her hand. “You okay, Lisa? You look kind of lost in your own little world.”
She gave a start and straightened self-consciously in her chair. “Sorry.”
He leaned back again. “So, do you really buy into all this celebrity wedding stuff?”
She smiled and gave a shrug. “I have to. I buy into everyone’s wedding stuff.” She looked up, “Every bride wants to have the best wedding day and be the most beautiful bride. I get to play a part in all that.”
His eyes narrowed for a second. Guys. They had a hard time with all this fairy tale stuff. “Don’t you think it’s all just a big fuss? People spend the kind of money that could be a deposit on a house in one day. Then, if it doesn’t work out,” he popped open his fingers, “then poof, it’s all gone.”
It sounded a tiny bit cynical. She shifted on her chair. “You’re right. For some people it is a ridiculous amount of money. In my shop I have a whole range of dresses with different price tags. I always work around people’s budgets. That’s my job.” She licked her lips. “But this wedding – Nancylynn’s – it could make a huge difference to me. Once Married in Marietta is associated with a celebrity wedding it should be good for business. I’d be a fool to look a gift horse in the mouth. My friend’s already helping me with my website.” She gave a nod of her head. “This could make my business really soar.”
There was silence for a second, as if Adam were contemplating her words. He spoke carefully, a furrow wrinkling his brow. “Is your business in trouble?”
“What? No.” She shook her head and took a sip of her beer. “Not at all. Marietta might be a small town but my bridal shop has done well. I’m really happy. But if the online stuff takes off too…,” she raised her beer bottle to him, “I could be the next Donald Trump.”
He gave a thoughtful nod. For a few seconds she wondered what was running through his mind. Had she sounded too cut-throat? Too business minded? She was proud of her business. It had been the one thing that had kept her on track when the rest of the world was falling apart around about her.
Whatever it was – it passed in an instant.
He glanced over towards the waiter. “It’s a gorgeous night. How about we skip dessert and just go for a walk and a few drinks back in town?”
There it was. The slight suggestion of who knew what? She liked it. The buzz between them had been momentarily hushed, but now it was back.
She nodded. “That sounds good.”
He paid the bill and walked her out to the car, his arm gently resting at her back. His touch was gentle, but the warmth of his palm was sending little shock waves of heat along the small of her back. He opened her car door for her and she turned to face him. “Well, Dr. Brady, you’re quite the gentleman, aren’t you?”
He was standing right in front of her. His pale green shirt open at the neck, giving a tiny glimpse of a few curling hairs. She sucked in a breath and inhaled his woody aftershave. It was so easy. So easy just to tilt her head up towards his.
He gave a lazy kind of smile and their gazes connected. He lifted his hand and brushed his fingers along her shoulder. “Not really.” His hand closed in around the back of her head. He pulled her head towards his and bent to kiss her.
It was a definite surprise. A bolt from the blue. But if all bolts came with this amount of electricity she would happily sizzle from here all the way back to Marietta.
Adam’s lips were soft. But the way he held her wasn’t. He held her like a man in control. A man who knew exactly what he wanted.
One hand was at the back of her head. The other? It seemed to sidle its way around to her ass. She pressed forward a little, her hands on his chest as she kissed him back. It only took a few seconds for them to wind their way up around his neck and
Adam reached over the table and touched her hand. “You okay, Lisa? You look kind of lost in your own little world.”
She gave a start and straightened self-consciously in her chair. “Sorry.”
He leaned back again. “So, do you really buy into all this celebrity wedding stuff?”
She smiled and gave a shrug. “I have to. I buy into everyone’s wedding stuff.” She looked up, “Every bride wants to have the best wedding day and be the most beautiful bride. I get to play a part in all that.”
His eyes narrowed for a second. Guys. They had a hard time with all this fairy tale stuff. “Don’t you think it’s all just a big fuss? People spend the kind of money that could be a deposit on a house in one day. Then, if it doesn’t work out,” he popped open his fingers, “then poof, it’s all gone.”
It sounded a tiny bit cynical. She shifted on her chair. “You’re right. For some people it is a ridiculous amount of money. In my shop I have a whole range of dresses with different price tags. I always work around people’s budgets. That’s my job.” She licked her lips. “But this wedding – Nancylynn’s – it could make a huge difference to me. Once Married in Marietta is associated with a celebrity wedding it should be good for business. I’d be a fool to look a gift horse in the mouth. My friend’s already helping me with my website.” She gave a nod of her head. “This could make my business really soar.”
There was silence for a second, as if Adam were contemplating her words. He spoke carefully, a furrow wrinkling his brow. “Is your business in trouble?”
“What? No.” She shook her head and took a sip of her beer. “Not at all. Marietta might be a small town but my bridal shop has done well. I’m really happy. But if the online stuff takes off too…,” she raised her beer bottle to him, “I could be the next Donald Trump.”
He gave a thoughtful nod. For a few seconds she wondered what was running through his mind. Had she sounded too cut-throat? Too business minded? She was proud of her business. It had been the one thing that had kept her on track when the rest of the world was falling apart around about her.
Whatever it was – it passed in an instant.
He glanced over towards the waiter. “It’s a gorgeous night. How about we skip dessert and just go for a walk and a few drinks back in town?”
There it was. The slight suggestion of who knew what? She liked it. The buzz between them had been momentarily hushed, but now it was back.
She nodded. “That sounds good.”
He paid the bill and walked her out to the car, his arm gently resting at her back. His touch was gentle, but the warmth of his palm was sending little shock waves of heat along the small of her back. He opened her car door for her and she turned to face him. “Well, Dr. Brady, you’re quite the gentleman, aren’t you?”
He was standing right in front of her. His pale green shirt open at the neck, giving a tiny glimpse of a few curling hairs. She sucked in a breath and inhaled his woody aftershave. It was so easy. So easy just to tilt her head up towards his.
He gave a lazy kind of smile and their gazes connected. He lifted his hand and brushed his fingers along her shoulder. “Not really.” His hand closed in around the back of her head. He pulled her head towards his and bent to kiss her.
It was a definite surprise. A bolt from the blue. But if all bolts came with this amount of electricity she would happily sizzle from here all the way back to Marietta.
Adam’s lips were soft. But the way he held her wasn’t. He held her like a man in control. A man who knew exactly what he wanted.
One hand was at the back of her head. The other? It seemed to sidle its way around to her ass. She pressed forward a little, her hands on his chest as she kissed him back. It only took a few seconds for them to wind their way up around his neck and
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