Title:
WOOING THE WEDDING PLANNER
Author: Amber Leigh Williams
Publisher: Harlequin (Superromance)
Pages: 380
Genre: Series Romance/Contemporary Romance/Superromance
Author: Amber Leigh Williams
Publisher: Harlequin (Superromance)
Pages: 380
Genre: Series Romance/Contemporary Romance/Superromance
No more
wedding marches for her!
Wedding
planner Roxie Honeycutt can make happy-ever-after come true for anyone except
herself. Freshly divorced and done with love, she's okay with watching clients
walk down the aisle. What's not okay? Sharing a charming Victorian house with
accountant Byron Strong. He's frustratingly sexy and determined to keep her
confused.
Roxie thought Byron's expertise was
numbers, yet somehow he sees her for who she really is. Somehow he understands
the hurt she hides behind a trademark smile. Suddenly romance is tempting
again, even if it means risking another heartbreak.
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“What was wrong with the old Roxie?”
His words stuck with her. And his kiss.
It was difficult to forget a kiss like that, especially
coming from someone…well, someone like Byron. Roxie had spent more time than
she’d like to admit trying not to think about the kiss – about how sweet it
was. She’d forgotten kisses could be so sweet. She’d tried extra hard to forget
how his lips had lingered. And how in lingering he’d awakened starbursts inside
her. Starbursts of eternity.
She frowned deeply. Being touched…it had been so long
since she had really been touched. The hollowness in her had turned into a resounding
ache, and for a few moments she’d thought about bringing Byron’s mouth back
down to hers. For a few moments, she’d craved more than his companionship.
She’d craved the contact. The promise of heat that came with it.
But had she wanted it – had she wanted him – for the single reason
that heat could erode loneliness? There was trust there. There was affection.
For those small starbursts of eternity, there had been longing and the promise
of flame. It had been too long since she’d felt the sheer, electrical pulse of
new chemistry.
Why had Byron’s kiss made it seem like so long since
she’d felt the flame? The passion?
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