You're The One (Very Irresistible Bachelors 1)

“Hunter’s here already?” I looked around instinctively. Dad grinned. “What?”

“You’re head over heels in love with this man.”

“I’m not—”

Holy shit. I’d almost told him I wasn’t in love. My breath caught. I gripped my cup tighter. Luckily, Dad didn’t seem to notice.

“What did he talk to you about?”

“So, he suggested something. I wanted to run it by you.”

“Of course.”

“He suggested we all come down here at Christmas for two weeks. Business is closed during that time anyway. He said he’d cover all costs.”

Something funny happened to my throat. It felt raspy all of a sudden.

“Sure. That sounds fantastic. Two whole weeks? Wow. We haven’t had that in years.”

“You’ve got yourself a great man, Josie.”

I knew. Oh, how I knew.

The urge I had earlier to hug him returned in full force, but I honestly had no idea where he was.

Josie: Can I talk to you? I’m going to room 2118.

I had to start getting dressed. Securing the veil in my hair wouldn’t be easy. The hairstylist had berated me for not bringing the veil with me—he could’ve sorted it out, but I’d honestly completely forgotten about it.

My dress was in Mom’s room. The group was already there, drinking champagne. Amelia too, as well as her sister—Hunter’s mother. I’d only met her twice, at high-school graduation and then college graduation.

“Darling, you look absolutely beautiful,” she said.

I twirled once for effect, and as I turned to face her, realized that she was watching my belly intently. I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing. Throwing me a conspiratorial wink, Tess handed me a glass of champagne.

We all toasted to the wedding, and when I took my first sip, I heard both my Mom and Hunter’s sigh. Their disappointment crushed me, but at least this cleared any doubts that this was a shotgun wedding.

I’d make sure to take a sip in front of all the guests to avoid being questioned.

“Okay, so, before you change into your dress... we’ve got a present for you,” Tess exclaimed, handing me the sexiest set of lingerie I’d ever owned. Pearly white silk, with a pattern of lace at the hem. Two sets of panties, a bra, and a short robe.

“Wow.”

“A little something for your wedding night,” Tess said.

Which I’d be spending alone. Right... they didn’t know that.

“And you can wear it under your wedding dress. We specifically picked something that would fit,” Skye added.

“And that will completely blow Hunter’s mind. He’ll maul you before he manages to undress you,” Tess said.

“I’ll pretend I haven’t heard that,” Amelia said.

Tess grinned. “Whoops. Forgot to rephrase that in a mom-proof way.”

Skye’s cheeks turned a little red. I pulled her into a half hug.

“Mom, we need some wedding traditions. How come we don’t have them? We have traditions for everything,” Isabelle said.