Runaway Groom (I Do, I Don't 2)
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His eyebrows lift, avocado eyes smiling. “Is that what we’re calling ourselves? A twist ending?”
I lean over and haul his face down to mine. “Hell no. We’re a twist beginning.”
And it’s true—we’ve been married for nearly a year (a huge, lavish, over-the-top affair that I surprised myself by not only embracing, but initiating), and yet every day feels just like those earliest days, where I’d look forward to sneaking into that stupid closet with him.
Sure, his schedule’s tricky, and he’s gone a fair amount, but he calls every night when he’s away, and I don’t doubt him for a single second. And I go with him whenever I can.
He’s just gotten the script on yet another Killboy film, although he’s not sure if he can work it into his schedule since he’s just signed on as the lead in a psychological thriller that’s got a bunch of Oscar-winners at the helm.
As for me? I’m still in my PR job and loving it, especially since I’ve got a brand-new client: High Tee, which under the direction of Marjorie and her sister has more business than it can handle and is looking to expand globally.
Gage pulls me closer, deepening the kiss. His hand slips under my sweatshirt, gliding upward until his fingers touch the edge of my bra. I smile against his mouth. “Someone thinks he’s getting to second base.”
“Wrong. Someone knows he’s getting around all the bases.”
I laugh, because he’s not wrong, and I don’t even protest when he turns off the TV.
Violet Simmons and her happy ending will have to wait until tomorrow.
I’ve got my own happy ending right here, and it’s all I’ve ever wanted.
To Annie Selak, and every unabashed Bachelor-everything lover out there.
Acknowledgments
A huge thank-you to everyone who put their stamp on this book in some way.
To Sue Grimshaw and the Loveswept team for their amazing ability to take my story idea and get it into as many readers’ hands as possible. To Kristi Yanta for her impeccable sense of what every story needs, and her shared love of Gage as one of my best heroes. For my author friends and confidantes—you know who you are. To Nicole Resciniti for being both cheerleader and warrior in all things. For my husband, for not judging me when I’m on deadline and don’t wash my hair. And lastly, for everyone who took time out of their busy schedules to read Ellie and Gage’s story. I hope it was the perfect escape.
BY LAUREN LAYNE
Love Unexpectedly Series
Blurred Lines
Good Girl
Love Story
Walk of Shame
I Do, I Don’t Series
Ready to Run
Runaway Groom
Oxford Series
Irresistibly Yours
I Wish You Were Mine
Someone Like You
I Knew You Were Trouble
I Think I Love You