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Here’s the blurb:
Until death—or a secret—make them part.
Nora “Can’t Say No” Lenhart’s life is way past complicated. To add stress to everything, she’s just been appointed maid of honor for the upcoming wedding of the World’s Worst Boss and her ex is the best man. Looks like she’ll need to buy stock in an antacid company and try her best to ditch the green-eyed monster of wedding envy.
Camden Webber is an FBI agent with a massive chip on his shoulder—namely not being able to forget the woman whose usual inability to say no didn’t keep her from shooting down his proposal five years before. Though he has jaded views on weddings and marriage, Cam agrees to stand at his best friend’s side.
When Nora and Camden are thrown together at an engagement dinner, despite their tumultuous romantic history, they devise a plan to break up the ill-suited bride and groom. As the big day nears, emotions hit a breaking point, proving that wedding planning is more suited to a reality show and while happy endings are optional, they exist amidst the rubble, if the couple looks hard enough.
And an excerpt:
He’d no sooner poured a cup of coffee when a sharp hush fell over the room. Camden glanced up, intending to ferret out the reason for the change in atmosphere, but he didn’t have far to look. Nora stood at the door in a maroon dress way too… much for a brunch. The neckline showed far too much skin. The tops of her creamy breasts peeked out while the flowing skirt of the gown swirled around her legs as she entered. He sucked in a breath. That must be the one she’d told him about.
Holy crap she looked beautiful, but it wasn’t just the dress. Hell, he’d seen her wear a faded old T-shirt and cut off sweatpants before. She’d been just as gorgeous then. No, today, Nora glowed as if lit from within. Cam swallowed. Except that glow wasn’t from joy. In fact, her gaze roiled with anger. She didn’t pause until she’d reached his table, and she didn’t speak to anyone on the way.
Despite the anger, he couldn’t look away. Her brown curls gleamed in the sunlight coming through the plate glass windows. A thin gold chain winked at her throat, a delicate fairy pendant resting between her collarbones. His heart lurched. He’d given her that necklace for her birthday a good six years ago. She’d kept it? Why and why choose to wear it now? Camden shoved away his questions and reaction to her. There was nothing left between them. Hadn’t she shown that? “Aren’t you a little overdressed for the occasion?” He hated the snippy tone to his voice, but he refused to correct it. He wasn’t in the mood for fake happiness.
“Maybe, but I really don’t care. I wanted to have the chance to wear this dress, especially if the wedding doesn’t get off the ground. Plus, Darius found me out and corrected the colors for this little shindig. That really pisses me off.” She smiled at the same waiter who’d brought Cam’s food, and when he departed after arranging the same food everyone was given, Nora fixed her brandy-colored gaze on Cam. “Problem with that?” No hint of teasing or laughter lingered in her expression, only stress. It settled in the fine lines around her eyes and mouth.
And… sadness? What did she have to be sad about? Didn’t she have everything she’d ever wanted?
“No.” Curiosity burned in his chest. Despite his annoyance, he wished he could remove her from the event and kiss away everything that caused her pain. Of course, that probably meant removing himself from the equation. If that was the case, he’d wish her well and get over it—in time. “Why do you think the wedding will tank at this late date? From the looks of things, it’s going full steam ahead.” He took a sip of coffee, uncaring that it scalded his mouth as he swallowed a large swig.
Her shrug drew his attention to her bare shoulders, which shimmered. Did she use a lotion or some female gunk that had glitter in it? Regardless, he wished he could press kisses to the side of her neck and smell her perfume one last time. “Let’s just say I’m tired of everyone thinking they can have their happily ever after by not owning up to stuff in their past.”
What the hell did that mean? Had she somehow found out about Owen’s secret? “Yeah, well, maybe people want to keep stuff in the past because it’ll jack up their future so bad they can’t recover from the consequences.” He speared a sausage link with his fork then nibbled on it.
“Then those people should have thought about that before they selfishly decided to drag everyone they know through the mud with them.” Nora cut a piece of her cheesy omelet. “I’m done, Cam. I can’t take any more stress this weekend. It’s going to tear me in two.” She chewed on her bottom lip. “I refuse to go in for another barium test because of these people… or you.”