“I don’t know. I’m just not a Star Wars fan, I guess.”
“Hmph…I wish I had known that before the whole I love you thing,” he teased and then immediately laughed and wrapped her in his arms. “But I guess it’s okay to have some flaws…I mean, not everyone likes those kinds of movies, right?”
“Sure, just like not everyone knows all the songs in Aladdin.”
“I don’t sing!” he argued, still hugging her tight. “And I’m a grown man! Why would I know that?”
“Because you were a child once! And the cartoon version was popular when we were kids!”
“Are we seriously naked and discussing a Disney movie because…that just seems wrong.”
She sighed dramatically. “You’re right, you’re right. So tell me…what should we do while we’re naked?”
Slowly, he rolled her under him. “How about I show you instead?”
And as he began to kiss his way down her body, she thought no suggestion had ever sounded better.
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DRIVE ME CRAZY
As far as wedding days went, Grace Mackie could say with great certainty that this one completely sucked.
And considering she was the bride, that was saying something.
Sitting alone in the bride’s dressing room in the exclusive Lake Tahoe resort where her fiancé had insisted they have their destination wedding, she felt bored and oddly disappointed. This wasn’t the wedding she had always dreamed of. As a matter of fact, it wasn’t even the wedding she had planned.
Two weeks ago, Jared suggested the idea of eloping and no matter how much Grace resisted, he steamrolled ahead and now…here they were. Granted, the resort was the most luxurious she’d ever stayed at; her gown was amazing, and…even though California isn’t exactly the destination that came to mind when she thought of destination weddings, it certainly didn’t suck.
The downside was that they went from a big, family-filled wedding to a small and intimate event that most of her family and friends couldn’t afford to attend. She had argued that point–among others–with Jared, but he had promised they’d have a big party when they got back to North Carolina. Getting married in Tahoe was a dream of his so she figured it wouldn’t be so bad.
Except it was.
She was alone in this gorgeous dressing room and wished her best friend Lori or even her parents were here with her. A light knock at the door had her turning.
“Hey, Gracie! Thirty minutes until showtime! Are you ready?” The super-perky and extremely annoying wedding planner, Tilly, said with a smile as she walked through the door.
Smiling serenely, Grace replied, “Yes, thank you.” Smoothing her hand down the white satin gown she was wearing, she tried to present the perfect image of the calm and serene bride-to-be.
Even though internally, she was like a squirrel in traffic.
“Great! In about twenty minutes, I’ll come back and…”
“Tilly,” Grace quickly interrupted before she could go any further. “If it’s all right with you, we’ve gone over the schedule dozens of times and I’d really appreciate a few minutes to myself.”
Tilly, with her severe bun and power suit, nodded. “Of course, Gracie. Anything you need,” she smiled broadly and made her way back out the door, gently closing it behind her. At the sound of the soft click, Grace sagged with relief.
She hated being called Gracie. No one she knew ever called her Gracie. And yet for some reason, Tilly insisted on calling her that.
Catching a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror, she should have been a happy and smiling bride. But was she? No. Instead, she was a neurotic mess who was dealing with more than your run-of-the-mill wedding jitters. She was angry, disappointed, and she knew if she didn’t speak up for herself one last time, this was the way her entire marriage was going to go–with Jared making decisions she hated and then being resentful forever.
Knowing she wasn’t going to breathe easy until she talked to him, Grace decided to go find him and hash this out. If it meant calling off the wedding, then so be it. It wasn’t like she had any real investment in it. None of her family were here, Jared had made all the arrangements, and she had very little input into any of it.
Suddenly all the signs she should have seen were right there in front of her.
She was going to find Jared, tell him how she felt, and maybe they could look into couples counseling or something. It would be a good thing. It would help them grow closer. Looking back now, she realized this was a pattern that had gotten completely out of control. Why hadn’t she noticed it sooner?
“Hindsight and all,” she muttered, opening the door and stepping out into the hallway. They had toured the resort yesterday and she knew where the groom’s dressing room was, so there was no need to ask for assistance from perky Tilly. At the end of the hall, she turned to the left and saw the door to Jared’s room was ajar. The closer she got, Grace could hear him talking. Was Tilly giving him the thirty-minute speech too?
“You have to trust me, baby. It’s all going to be okay. This is only temporary,” she heard Jared saying.
Temporary? What was temporary?
“How could you do this, Jared? You said you loved me! You said we were going to be a family!”
What?!
Slowly, Grace moved closer to the door and tried to figure out who Jared was speaking to.
“We will, baby. We will,” he promised. “You have to trust me, Steph. Marrying Grace will help me secure this promotion, and then six months from now, I’ll divorce her and we’ll be together. Just in time for the baby to be born.”
Steph? Steph? Wait…the only Steph she knew was Jared’s assistant, and he wouldn’t…
“How am I supposed to come into work every day knowing you’re sleeping with her every night?” Steph cried.
Grace heard Jared’s soft laugh. “Baby, you need
