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ALL FOR LOVE
What’s worse than planning your wedding?
Glad you asked.
Planning your parent’s wedding.
Cue eye roll.
The icing on the cake, no pun intended, is who I have to plan the wedding with.
My soon-to-be stepmother’s daughter.
Shoot me.
She thinks I’m a piece of work?
The girl needs to look in a mirror.
Even if her reflection is spectacular. And sexy.
And none of my business to admire.
I couldn’t care less about seating charts, center pieces, or floral arrangements.
I hate myself for knowing what half these things are.
But this girl?
She’s making the work tolerable.
Okay. Fine.
Maybe I’m enjoying it.
But she’s off limits.
Forbidden.
We need to keep it professional, but that’s the last thing I want.
I want her.
The work I’m doing for the wedding isn’t just for our parents.
It’s all for love.
NEVER LET GO
The fairytales never warn you how confusing it can be.
Falling in love, I mean.
Especially when you’re as unlucky as I am.
I loved a boy once, but he is the one who got away.
Poof. Gone.
Now I need a date for my friend’s wedding.
It’s the perfect kick in the butt I need to take a chance on a wild idea.
My friend is marrying the guy she met through a blind-dating service.
Literally. They dated in the dark.
I give it a go.
Dating in the light hasn’t worked out for me so far anyway.
Naturally, the one that got away shows back up in my life right when I’m starting to move on.
The best part?
He’s a literal billionaire now.
And?
He’s. So. Freaking. Hot.
Like, melt your eyeballs out of your head hot.
Now I’m really in trouble.
Dating in the dark is never what it seems.
And my mystery Casanova?
Well, he’s not what he seems, and he has his own reasons for dating in the dark.
Wish me luck.
