Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 25071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
“Is he?” The Fox grinned. “Then it was well worth it.”
“Fox,” she groaned. “What am I going to do with you?”
“You’re going to listen to me. I don’t have much time, but I had to see you on your wedding day. I have something for you.”
“I have to tell Duke you were here.”
“Of course,” he said easily. “But I’m sure you won’t want to do that before the ceremony.”
“I’m going to get my butt spanked on my wedding night,” she muttered.
“You’re welcome.” He winked.
He was terrible.
“Have you got something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue?” he asked.
“Uh, well, not really. I mean, my dress is new. Oh, and my hair clip is old and borrowed.”
“Good. Then I have something blue.” He drew a small jewelry case from his pocket.
Sunny groaned. “You know Duke hates when you give me things. Especially jewelry.”
“I know. That’s an added bonus.” He grinned wickedly. “But this time, it has a purpose. And it’s really an add-on to a previous gift. It’s a charm.” He opened the case to reveal a small round charm with a blue stone in the middle.
“Oh, how pretty. It sparkles!” She reached out to run a finger over it. “Pretty, but I can’t accept this.”
“Sure, you can. This isn’t just pretty. It’s functional too.”
She didn’t have her charm bracelet on at the moment. Duke had become more accepting of her wearing it, but she figured she wouldn’t push him on their wedding day.
“Functional?”
“If you press the stone firmly, it sends out an emergency signal to me.”
Her eyes shot to his. “Do I need that?”
“Maybe. There’s a possibility that shit’s about to hit the fan. What fun!”
“Fox,” she groaned. “What’s going on? Are you safe?”
“Sweet girl, you don’t need to worry about me. But promise you’ll put this on your charm bracelet and that you’ll wear it. And use it if you need to. Please.”
It was the please that made her realize how serious he was.
“All right. But I have to tell Duke about this.” She took the box from him.
“Must you? Seems to me it will just push him toward a heart attack. Hmm, on second thought . . .”
“Fox,” she chided.
“Joking, sweet girl. I don’t want the big biker to die.”
She wasn’t sure if she believed him or not.
He gave her a hurt look, his hand on his chest. “Your doubt hits me right here. I’ve arranged a safe house for you as a precaution. I’ll even let you take Duke. Now, isn’t that nice of me?”
“Sure. That’s nice of you.” She didn’t really like the idea of needing a safe house, though.
“I even put some biker magazines in the toilet for him for when he’s doing his business.”
Lord help her.
“I’m rather disappointed I’m not escorting you down the aisle. Although, not sure how I’d feel about giving you to Duke.” Turning, he headed to the door.
“Wait! That’s it, you’re just going?”
He spun back. “Don’t you know that I’m always around?”
“Fox,” she said urgently.
“Yes?”
“I’m worried about you.”
“Don’t be, sweet girl. I can take care of myself. And you. Although, perhaps a motorcycle wasn’t the best gift.” He gave her a chiding look.
He knew about that? Of course, he did, he was the Fox.
“Why me? I’m no one special.”
“You’re special to me.”
She rushed over and threw her arms around him. “Be careful, Fox.”
“When aren’t I careful?”
Pretty much always.
He slid from her hold and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Had that really just happened?
Another knock made her step back in fright. She shut the jewelry box as Betsy opened the door and peeked in. “Sunny? You all right?”
“Uh, yes. Sorry. You just startled me.”
“You look pale.”
“I’m fine.” Turning, she moved to her nightstand and put the jewelry box inside the top drawer. “Is Cinnabun all right?”
“Yes. She’s back in her cage. You sure you’re okay?”
“I’m sure. Let’s do this.”
Betsy nodded and held out her hand. Sunny took hold, letting her lead her to the back door where Razor waited, looking gorgeous in his suit.
“Ready, darlin’?” he asked with a grin.
“I’m ready,” she replied.
“Not got cold feet?” Razor asked.
She shot him a look. “No.” Although she was definitely dreading telling Duke about the Fox.
Worry about that later. This is your wedding day.
“Where’s Jewel?” She looked around.
Just then they heard barking, and Hatter came racing past with something in his mouth.
“Hatter!” Jewel yelled, running after him. “Come back here.”
“Was that . . . was that the ring pillow in his mouth?” Sunny asked.
“Nothing to worry about. All under control.”
“Hatter,” Razor said firmly. “Stop.”
Skidding to a stop, Hatter turned and looked up at Razor with sad eyes. As though he couldn’t understand why Razor was ruining his fun game.
“Bring.” Razor held out his hand.
Hatter whined.
“Hatter,” Sunny said warningly.
Hatter trotted over and dropped the ring pillow in front of Razor’s feet.
The empty ring pillow.