The Bridesmaid's Best Man. Susanna Carr

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      Every bachelorette party has a surprise...

      Angie Lawson is in Bridesmaid Hell—if Hell was a strip club filled with screaming women in stilettos. But her night’s about to get a whole lot worse. Now her ex-boyfriend is standing right in front of her—every sexy, delicious inch of him—and Cole Foster isn’t the kind of guy that any woman can just ignore....

      Cole’s working undercover, but he certainly wasn’t expecting the intimate reminder of the wicked heat that he and Angie always shared. But when the maid of honor—silver stilettos and all—is knocked unconscious, Cole realizes he needs Angie’s help to get into the bridal party. And if getting there means getting her in bed, too, then he’s definitely the best man for the job!

      “Now is the time to sell this relationship…”

      Angie gave Cole a wary look. “What do you have in mind?”

      “Something like this.” He lowered his head and claimed her mouth with his.

      Cole knew he was playing with fire. He was only going to graze her lips. But he found that he couldn’t pull away. He needed another kiss and then another. He traced her full, soft lips with the tip of his tongue.

      Angie opened her mouth and drew him in. Triumph swept through him. He cupped her jaw with both hands and tilted her head. She kissed him as if she couldn’t get enough of him. Excitement pulsed through Cole as she grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer.

      Cole wrenched away from Angie. Damn it, he thought, as he gulped in air. He forgot. He forgot where they were and why they were kissing.

      Most of all, he forgot that kissing Angie was like sharing a piece of his soul…

      Dear Reader,

      My twin sister once told me that getting back with your ex is a lot like jump-starting your diet. After a few days you remember why it didn’t work the first time. No matter how many stories you’ve heard about disastrous reunions, it’s a tantalizing idea to have another chance with the one that got away. How would you act if you got a do-over?

      Angie gets the opportunity in The Bridesmaid’s Best Man. She’s not over Cole and now she must pretend that they have rekindled their red-hot romance. This fake reunion is starting to feel a little too real and Angie discovers that their fling is even wilder the second time around.

      Thanks for reading Angie and Cole’s story. Don’t forget to visit my website, susannacarr.com, for news, excerpts, contests and more.

      Enjoy!

      Susanna Carr

      The Bridesmaid’s

      Best Man

      Susanna Carr

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      SUSANNA CARR lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family. When she isn’t writing, Susanna enjoys reading romance and connecting with readers online. Visit her website, susannacarr.com.

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      Contents

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Epilogue

       Excerpt

      1

      THE DANCE MUSIC pulsed through the floor and the lights flashed across the shadowy room. As the bare-chested men danced for the screaming women, Angie Lawson glanced at her cell phone to check the time. How much longer was she required to be at this bachelorette party?

      She jumped when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. Angie whirled around and saw the bride-to-be behind her. Brittany was dressed to attract attention from her fire-engine-red bandage dress to the rhinestone tiara and veil perched on top of her long, coppery hair.

      “Angie, you are supposed to be having fun.” Brittany’s whine seemed to pierce through the music. Her hands were on her hips and she tapped her foot impatiently. “You’re my bridesmaid. It’s practically required!”

      Angie stared at her and then looked at the women standing on the table and chairs as they screamed for the well-endowed Tiger to take it all off. She returned her attention to Brittany. “This is what you notice?”

      “And what are you wearing?” She gestured to Angie and gave a look of disgust. “It’s