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Jenna
My younger sister has gone missing. One moment, I’m helping her get ready to walk down the aisle to marry a man our father chose—the next, she’s sneaking out of the church on her wedding day.
Through an ad for a mail-order bride service, I track her down to the small mountain town of Temptation Ridge, where she is about to walk down the aisle with yet another mistake. But before I can burst through the church doors to stop the wedding, a pair of strong arms wraps around me, whisking me away from the church and to his cabin.
I should be upset about the treatment, but as soon as his hands touch me, I lose all rational thought—even my original goal of finding my sister.
Dash
I take my duties as an usher at my friend’s wedding seriously, so when a curvy beauty with fire in her eyes demands entry to the church to stop the wedding, I do what any good friend would do—I kidnap her and take her to my cabin until after the ceremony.
The little spitfire does everything she can to escape until I’m left with no choice but to secure her to my bed until she calms down. Once she settles down and tells me her story, I realize she was at the wrong wedding.
Promising to help her find her sister, I swear to keep her safe. But who’s going to keep her safe from me now that I’ve decided she’s mine?
My younger sister has gone missing. One moment, I’m helping her get ready to walk down the aisle to marry a man our father chose—the next, she’s sneaking out of the church on her wedding day.
Through an ad for a mail-order bride service, I track her down to the small mountain town of Temptation Ridge, where she is about to walk down the aisle with yet another mistake. But before I can burst through the church doors to stop the wedding, a pair of strong arms wraps around me, whisking me away from the church and to his cabin.
I should be upset about the treatment, but as soon as his hands touch me, I lose all rational thought—even my original goal of finding my sister.
Dash
I take my duties as an usher at my friend’s wedding seriously, so when a curvy beauty with fire in her eyes demands entry to the church to stop the wedding, I do what any good friend would do—I kidnap her and take her to my cabin until after the ceremony.
The little spitfire does everything she can to escape until I’m left with no choice but to secure her to my bed until she calms down. Once she settles down and tells me her story, I realize she was at the wrong wedding.
Promising to help her find her sister, I swear to keep her safe. But who’s going to keep her safe from me now that I’ve decided she’s mine?
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