He tapped his knuckles on the door and then reached for the knob. The moment he pushed it open, every thought vanished as he took in the sight of Roslyn across the room, standing in front of the floor-length mirror.

Her eyes met his in the reflection as she fastened one earring. Her honey blond hair fell in waves over one shoulder and the ruby red strapless gown fit as if the designer had all of those luscious curves in mind.

The material draped down in the back and scooped low in the front. A little flare at the bottom only accentuated Roslyn’s pinup shape.

“I hope you like it,” she told him, turning to face him and smoothed her hands down the front of the dress. “I know it’s a little flashy for a wedding, but someone told me red was your favorite color.”

Flashy? More like elegance and sex all rolled into one. The dress, the woman... It was all utterly perfect.

Nigel moved on into the room and smiled. “You’ve been talking to my grandmother.”

“Maybe.”

Nigel stopped before he reached her, afraid if he got too close they may never leave this room. The sight of her had him forgetting any issues with Secret Lives and the dealings back in New York.

it’s customary to show up the bride,” he told

could do that,” Roslyn laughed. “I haven’t seen Ellen’s wedding dress

you. Maybe we could skip the

reach for her, she skirted around him

pretty sure your family would notice if

my family thinks.” He took a step toward her, his gaze raking over her once more before landing

smile faltered and she glanced down

for her, curling his hands around her arms.

dark eyes came back up to his.

from that starting point. Nigel smoothed his thumbs across her skin, toying with the thin straps across

look worried,” he told her. “Whatever it is,

it. A moment later she pasted on a smile that he knew

“I just...”

in waves so Nigel leaned forward and slid his lips over hers for a

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