Ronan's Bride

“Ronan?”

He nods his dark head and drags his eyes off my chest. Seriously? Why are men such dogs?

“Let’s get you home, baby girl. You look exhausted.”

“Good to know,” I mutter under my breath. He reaches out and tugs my bags out of my hands, frowning when I hold onto them stubbornly.

“I’ll carry these, baby. Come on. I’ve got my truck outside. It will take us a couple of hours to get back home so we’ll stop somewhere on the way there for lunch.”

I nod my head, following behind him, trying to ignore the fluttery feeling in my belly because his ass is a work of art. I’ve never seen a man as beautiful as this one.

If everything goes as planned, I’ll be married to this total stranger soon. He turns to stare at me and I smile sheepishly.

I have no idea what he just said, because all I can picture is having sex with the man.

My head reels with fear. Is he going to be happy with his bargain?Because I got exactly what I wanted.

I’ve made my bed and now I’ve got to lay in it with the sexiest, most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen.

If only he could be as happy as me.