Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 160192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 801(@200wpm)___ 641(@250wpm)___ 534(@300wpm)
Angie knew he loved and adored Keira.
But even she was shocked that he’d agreed to this.
This was lavish. She guessed he had plenty of money. You didn’t have a set-up like he did without some cash behind you.
But he didn’t really flash the cash.
That was something she liked about him. She didn’t trust people with all the right words, who liked to show off their wealth and power.
With Zander what you saw was definitely what you got.
He could be blunt and rude.
But she’d take his brand of honesty over lies and deceit any time.
“Can you believe I’m getting married?” Keira said after the makeup artist left.
“Nope,” Honey said as she lay on the couch in the hotel room. She tossed up a chocolate almond, catching it in her mouth.
They’d all come to Colorado Springs for the wedding.
“But that’s more to do with the fact that I can’t believe Zander is getting married. Never thought he’d find someone who’d be crazy enough to tie themselves to him.”
Honey was a member of Zander’s team. She was funny, deadly, and didn’t mince words.
Angie liked to think that she didn’t care what anyone thought of her, either. Like Honey.
But that wasn’t entirely true.
The toughness she displayed was a front. Inside . . . well, she was a bit of a mess.
She’d thought it would only take a few weeks to get over what had happened to her . . . two years later and she still sometimes spoke to her therapist.
It didn’t help that she felt like her life was going nowhere. She was stuck in a rut. Smothered and stifled.
Stop being ungrateful.
Zander and Keira opened up their home to you. They’ve protected you. Looked after you. And they would never let anyone hurt you or put you down.
Well, except for the hurt she inflicted on herself, but luckily no one could hear the mean voice in her head but her.
She should be happy.
Only problem was that she wasn’t entirely sure she knew what it felt like to be happy.
Was that pathetic?
Maybe a bit.
Perhaps she was being greedy. Because it should be enough to be safe, right?
Right.
Happiness just wasn’t for her. And once she understood that . . . well, maybe she could settle. Not feel so restless.
Like she was missing something.
“Honey!” Keira scolded, but she was smiling. “Can you get me another glass of bubbles?”
“Sure,” Honey said dryly. “If you need some liquid courage to marry the boss, I’m not going to tell you no.”
Keira just rolled her eyes.
“You okay?”
Angie jumped and turned to look at Eden Jonas. Who had been Eden Jensen before she’d gotten married a few months ago.
Her brother, Kent, was Zander’s boss.
Sort of.
Zander didn’t seem to realize he had a boss.
Angie hadn’t thought that she’d like Eden. But she found herself drawn to the slightly snarky, kind-hearted woman.
It reminded Angie that she should probably look into legally changing her name. Zander hadn’t wanted a paper trail leading to her until he could figure out if anyone was coming for her.
She had no idea who might come for her. And it had been two years without any sort of threat.
It was time to get rid of her last tie to Fergus.
She shuddered just thinking about his name.
The fucking frog.
And that was being mean to frogs. But his face had reminded her of a bullfrog. If that bullfrog was a heinous, sadistic asshole.
This is Keira’s wedding day, you shouldn’t be thinking about shit like this.
So she smiled brightly at Eden. “Hunky-dory.”
Keira turned, obviously having heard something in Angie’s voice that she didn’t like.
Shit.
Get on the happy train, Angie. Or at least pretend to.
No way was she going to ruin her sister’s big day. Not after Keira had sacrificed so much to help Angie.
“What’s wrong?” Keira asked Angie worriedly. “Are you concerned about security? Because Ammo said he’s got it all under control.”
“What? No, of course not. I know I’m safe.”
Almost too safe, if there was such a thing.
Shouldn’t Zander’s security precautions make her feel better? Shouldn’t she be more grateful?
Sure, she sometimes thought that he bordered on being paranoid.
Actually, scratch that, he was definitely paranoid.
“I’m not worried about my safety. In fact, sometimes . . .”
“Sometimes you wish you had a bit less security?” Eden asked.
“Ahh, it sounds kind of stupid, right?” she asked sheepishly.
“No.” Eden shook her head. “I know how that feels. My brothers tried to keep me as safe as possible by wrapping me in cotton wool. It only made me more rebellious. You should start thinking about the next chapter of your life. Do you want to get a job? Your own place to live?”
“I don’t think that’s in the cards for me,” Angie said. She couldn’t imagine that. But the time that she’d spent on her own in Bricks, Idaho . . . yeah, she’d liked that.