Page 2 of Bridesmaid By Chance

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I know, I’m pathetic.

So when she proposed marriage to me, I…I fucking folded.

Yes, me, Hudson Fucking Hopper, the billionaire business tycoon out to prove his dictator of a father wrong.

I folded.

I said yes.

But not only did I say yes to marrying her, I said yes to keeping it a secret from her brother.

I fucking know—I can feel your cringe from here.

Keeping a secret from my friend and business partner about marrying his sister is definitely not one of my smartest decisions ever…

“Hudson,” Sloane says, pulling my attention to where she’s standing in front of me, her arms clutching at the corset she’s required to wear, looking all sorts of fuckable at the moment as those innocent eyes of hers stare back at me.

“What?” I ask, my voice coming out harsh.

“I need you to dress me.”

I feel my Adam’s apple bob as I swallow the saliva building in my mouth.

My skin itches from her proximity.

My hands beg me to reach out and touch her.

And when my eyes fall to her mouth, that sultry fucking mouth that has brought me to my knees on many occasions, I can feel myself slipping.

And she can see it as well.

Because when the corner of her lips tilts up, I know I’m in trouble.

“Or has your intent been to undress me this entire time?” she asks just as she drops her corset to the ground, putting her perfect tits on display.

Fuck.

Me.

She closes the space between us, pushes me back onto the bed, and then moves between my legs, kneeling before me.

Yup.

I’m fucked.

I’m so goddamn fucked.

Chapter One

SLOANE

How does he drink this stuff?

I set Hudson’s green juice on his desk and twist the cup, so the logo is facing him when he takes a seat at his desk. It’s not required, but I think it’s a nice touch. I’ve learned in life that appearances matter.

I glance at the watch on my wrist and note that he’ll be here in five minutes, so I take the time to set up his pen and notepad, wake up his computer, and grab him a glass of water from the kitchenette in his office.

Once everything is set, I stand to the side of his desk, ready to greet him.

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