The Runaway Groom

James froze when he saw Erin, unable to believe his eyes!

"What..."

Erin held a hand on her own chest. "What's wrong?"

James simply lowered his head and chuckled—he never expected Erin to put so much effort into making herself so alluring for their wedding night, just as he was surprised that she carried such charm.

"No good?" she asked, and peeked at herself in the mirror.

It was actually good, or so she believed.

James quickly shook his head. "No. It's good."

Though bewitching was even more appropriate, panting her with a different shade of charm!

As a man, he would be abnormal if he stayed unmoved!

He scooped her up in his arms, prompting her to yelp in surprise, “Let me down!"

James refused. "You're my bride."

exclaimed, "Your leg

leaned in to kiss her lips before she could finish,

the rest

it was all over, Erin was resting her head on James's arm and

just then. "Do you know who gave me

asked, lowering his gaze to meet

"Irene."

give her something

so I'm surprised Irene would send one to me," Erin said. "It felt

very close would

very lucky," Erin

abandoned as a child, but her adopted parents

connection to her was second to implausible, gave her his company's shares, treating her

murmured, "I'll definitely be a good sister

"You've

and was always earnest, and he was sure that was why Isaac acknowledged her, while Irene was also nice to her. After all, character was much more important than

his arms around her then—she

are we returning to Franconia?" she