Page 40 of Bridesmaid for Hire
“I did not say I was drier than a desert.”
“Paraphrasing.” He flashes a smile at me. “Tell me I’m not right. Explains the motorboating you gave me this morning.”
“Can you stop bringing that up?” I nearly growl. “It was a clear mistake that was done in my sleep. We are moving on.”
“I don’t know, going to be pretty hard to get over the feel of your mouth on my dick.”
“It wasn’t on your…” I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves. “It wasn’t on your dick. Just drop it.”
“As you wish.” He smirks just as we pull up to the golf cart parking near the pool. He pockets the keys and then gets out, only to move around the front and meet me. He holds his hand out, and I glance down at it and then back up at him. “Promise I won’t bite.” He winks and then snags my hand.
His hand is so much larger than mine.
Significantly larger.
His fingers curl all the way around my hand and when he entwines them with mine, a more intimate hold in my opinion, the tips of his fingers brush over my wrist.
Immediately my mind goes to what he could do with those hands, how he could use them to his advantage and stroke places within me that have never been stroked before, but I shake off the thoughts as we move into the pool area where the Hopper family is gathered by a large cabana. I don’t need to be aroused in any way. I need to be at the top of my game.
Haisley is the first to spot us.
“Over here!” she calls, waving us over.
Brody squeezes my hand twice and then guides us over to the group. Reginald and who I’m going to assume is his wife, Regina, are seated at a table in the corner. Jude is talking to two men in the other corner, while Haisley is leaving two women relaxing in a lounger to come greet us.
“I’m so glad you decided to join us.” She glances behind her and then whispers, “If you don’t want to do this, please feel free to bail at any time. I know my dad pressured you.”
“He didn’t,” I say. “Not in the slightest. Like I’ve said before, I’ve filled in before at other weddings. I’m just sorry that you’re in this predicament in the first place.”
“Thank you, Maggie. That’s very kind. But for real, do we need a safe word if you do want to escape? I’m totally okay with that.”
“She’s good,” Brody says. “This girl lives and breathes weddings. Ever since I’ve known her, she’s been infatuated with love and romance.”
“That’s so sweet,” Haisley says.
Yes…that was oddly sweet. Maybe Brody is going to hold up his end of the bargain after all.
“Here, let me introduce you to everyone.” Haisley brings us over to the group. “Everyone, this is Brody and his girlfriend, Maggie. I interned with Brody back in the day. And Maggie will be filling in as the third bridesmaid, which we are very grateful for. Apparently, this does happen often, and as Maggie owns an event planning business, she’s filled in as a bridesmaid before. None of this is weird at all.” She lets out a strained chuckle.
I pat Haisley’s arm, letting her know that I’m perfectly okay with this.
“We are very grateful,” Regina says over in the corner. “We’ve touched base with a few high-profile magazines that will be featuring the wedding. They all say that having an even bridal party is key.”
Well, she seems very down to business.
“It’s my pleasure.” I smile.
The two men who were talking to Jude move forward, and I get a brief glimpse of them—dear God, are they attractive. They must be Hudson and Hardy, Haisley’s brothers.
One of them just looks like he smells of money. His perfect hair is a lighter brown than Brody’s but with bright blue eyes and olive skin, he is beyond striking. And then the other is more rugged with a short beard and a messier head of hair, like Brody’s, but with the same blue eyes as his brother.
“Hudson,” Mr. Posh says as he holds his hand out to Brody. “You’re in charge of the boutique project, aren’t you?”
I glance at Brody who looks surprised. “Yes, that would be me.”
Hudson nods. “Great idea.”
“Thank you,” Brody says with pride.
