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

in to kiss her lips before she could finish, leaving the words stuck in

the rest

her head on James's arm

pink just then. "Do you know who gave me

lowering his

"Irene."

surprised that Irene would give her something like that—even James was raising his

I'm surprised Irene would send one to me," Erin said. "It felt like we're best

James replied—only those who were very close would do

very lucky," Erin added

was abandoned as a child, but her adopted

whose connection to her was

"I'll definitely be

stroked her hair. "You've already done very

Isaac acknowledged her, while Irene was also nice to her. After all, character was much more important than roots, and it was

arms around her then—she really

we returning to Franconia?" she