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WILD WEDDING HOOK UP

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1099    |    Released on: 08/09/2026

oice a friendly anchor. He was young, with a qui

he leather-bound menu on the counter. She needed something a bit sharper than just bourbon now, or at least a little differen

replied, "Would you make th

adame?" His Scottish-accented Bond impression was just ridiculous enoug

recommend it.

brows, leaning in slightl

check her messages. But she'd not even lit the screen before her eyes drifted,

His suit was a masterpiece of dark tailoring, the kind that didn't just fit a man but announced him, paired with tan leather shoes that glinted under the low bar lights. There was a broadness to

r, where the last fastened button left just enough room for a glimpse of dark hair curling against his throat. Her pulse skipp

r body was now putting up a fight? Truth was, she had no qualms about being in a relationship, but she just hadn't thought about bei

ough. Think of th

f a brief 'Where are you?' message to Tessa and placed the phone back on the bar, her heightened awareness picking up on movement from the man's direction. She w

a sharp, chiseled edge that softened only when he offered a quick, easy grin to the waitress. And his eyes-even from this distance, they f

ecision made itself. She wanted to leave with him. She wanted one night of crazy. No

thing? Would he want

o need. Mentally, she began to unfasten his buttons, one by one, imagining the fri

odka m

bartender. He was placing a chilled glass and a smal

g over the bar as he smiled t

voice a bit breathy. Und

l she created, trying to use the icy temperature of the glass to chill her rising temperature. She took a sip-the cold,

o something more predatory, more certain. She rolled

u

ending lust tearing through her. Panic warred in her chest as she forced herself

mn

nd issued her a text that said as much

after Liv and Derek. I thought you'd heade

of how lonely she was. She was officially on her own. A minute later, she caved

ther?" he asked, seein

ded. "Please... but first," she took a deep breath before aski

ing, conspiratorial smirk spreading acr

to the man. He was still watching her, his glass held loosely in one hand. She

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“"Please," Isabella whispered, her eyes lifting to his, and he paused. She wanted him-Alexander could see it burning in her gaze, in the hand that grasped his chest, pulling him closer. Damn it, she probably didn't even know she was doing it. "Tell me, you don't want me right now and I will stop." His cock pressed painfully against his fly, against her, but he would back away-it would kill him, but he'd do it. "I... I-" She broke off, shaking her head as though she couldn't believe her own mind, her tongue brushing nervously across her lower lip. "I can't." "Can't?" he pressed, hope surging. "I want you." It was hushed, it was uncertain, but it was there. A groan ripped through his restraint, and his lips crushed hers with every possessive ounce of his being. "Lex..." she moaned, raking a hand through his hair as her other hand clawed at him through his jacket. "This kind of fun is worth fighting for," he rasped. ---------- Isabella Hawthorne wasn't looking for happily ever after-she just wanted to survive it. It was her brother and best friend's wedding, and happy as she was for them, Isabella couldn't help but feel a bit lonely. Everyone around her seemed to have someone... Except her. One too many drinks later, she finds the perfect distraction: Alexander Bolton. He's dark, dangerous, and looks like he knows exactly how to make a woman forget her own name. ​The plan was simple: One night. No strings. No names. ​But when Isabella wakes up the next morning with the mother of all headaches and a ring on her left hand, she realizes "no strings" has turned into a legal binding. It had to be a nightmare... One she desperately needs to wake up from.”