Celebrity Wedding of the Year. Melissa James

Dad and Nicole will appreciate the cleverness of your sarcasm and your patronizing attitude in their time of need.”

      She stalked out of the kitchen, heading for the front door.

      As she fumbled to open the lock she felt a touch on her arm. “Mia.”

      “What?” she yelled, biting back tears. “This is my father’s life, and all you want is to have fun at my expense.”

      “I’m sorry. You’re right. It’s about Billy, not you and me. I’ll do it.”

      She didn’t hear him. “I’ve barely seen you in years. I was a kid when you joined End Game and just out of my teens when you left. So if I offended you by the way I looked at you sometimes, get over it!”

      The grip on her arm grew tighter, just enough to stop her jerking the door open. “Mia, I said I’ll do it.”

      “I spent years dodging slimy passes from half the men in Dad’s world from the time I was fifteen, and you think a no-sex contract is an insult?” she panted, trying to get the door to work one-handed.

      “What?” Suddenly she’d been swung around and was facing him. His eyes were blazing in front of her face. “What did you just say?”