
Delancey Stewart
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~HAPPILY EVER HIS~
I was beginning to wonder if this whole thing had been a mistake.
“What can I do?” Ryan’s deep voice rolled through the dusky interior of the old barn, and my stomach tightened again, my blood heating immediately.
So much for my newfound calm. He’d changed into loose-fitting shorts and a T-shirt, and had running shoes on and a cap on his head. He looked sporty and athletic, and I had an irrational urge to climb him and wrap myself around those broad strong shoulders.
I cleared my throat and stood, “Hi.”
He grinned and my heart shot off in a crazy double time rhythm as my palms slicked with sweat suddenly. Fucking chemistry.
“Um. Yeah. So.” Since words were not working for me, I pointed across the space to where the tables and chairs were all stacked and hung on pegs against the wall. We’d once rented the property’s grounds out for weddings, and we still had all the tables and chairs in here, so I’d planned to use them for Gran’s party. But maybe I should have let the catering company get this all set up, as Juliet suggested. It was going to be a big job.
Ryan crossed the space and pulled a half-round table from the front of the stack. His muscles bulged and strained with the effort, and I was having a tough time breathing, even though I was only watching.
“Crap,” I muttered under my breath, angry at my trai‐ torous brain, which wouldn’t stop suggesting ways I might get just a bit closer, maybe run my hand along one of those muscly muscles.
Juliet’s, I reminded myself. He is Juliet’s.
“Here,” Ryan dropped the table into the cart attached to the tractor and grinned at me. I could watch this all day, I thought, my breath shallow and all the blood rushing through me heading directly for the places I wished I could rub up against this man.
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~ONLY A SUMMER~
“Do you think you’re going to like it here, Wiley?” I watched him as he watched me, saw the way his lids hooded his dark eyes, the way he licked his lips before he answered.
The smile faded a bit. “I guess that depends,” he said.
“On what?”
“On a few things,” he said. “Mostly on whether I’m going to be able to keep reminding myself that you’re my buddy’s sister.”
I let that sink in. There was only one reason I could think of why he’d need to remind himself of that. I set down my glass on the edge of the tub and slowly crossed the distance between us, crouching in the hot water just in front of Wiley, watching him.
“Is that hard to remember?” I asked, my voice almost a whisper, just loud enough to be heard over the bubbles.
A big hand came up and Wiley mopped his face as if he was trying to ground himself, keep himself in check. He let out a long breath and then answered, “Yeah. Sometimes it is.”
“Like now?” I asked, sliding closer, letting my hands come to rest on his outer thighs beneath the water.
He hissed in a breath, his eyes hot on mine. “Yeah, like now.”
I slid my hands up his legs, letting them ghost up his abdomen as I moved closer still, straddling him and coming to rest on his knees, my hands on his chest. His skin was slick and his chest was firm beneath my fingers, the ridges of his body doing things to my insides that had me clenching muscles I’d ignored far too long.
Those eyes were gleaming now, dark with what I suspected was desire, and his breath was coming faster, but he didn’t lay a hand on me. “Aubrey,” he said, his voice a strained whisper. “Your brother is my friend.”
“I’m your friend,” I pointed out, sliding a little closer down his thighs.
His hands found my waist beneath the water and the last of my worry that he’d reject me dissolved in the silky hot water around us.
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CHAPTER ONE: RYAN
A voice rang out as I stepped into the terminal at LAX with my arm wrapped around the waist of America’s most famous movie star.
“How long have you two been seeing each other, Ryan?”
Here we went.
Juliet Manchester pressed herself against my chest, her arms around me lightly, turning to me to smile up into my face and laugh as if she didn’t have a care in the world. At this moment, I was Mr. It. I was the guy almost every red-blooded American man wanted to be. And maybe the only guy who didn’t care much about being here. I was doing this because I was supposed to. It was a job.
“Juliet! Juliet!” The assembled reporters and photographers called out to us as we turned and made our way through the terminal.
Juliet’s hand snaked down to my butt and she pulled me to a stop again, her other hand coming to my chest. She looked up at me, blinking the big blue eyes and turning up her pert little nose, her lips in a pout.
Man, she was good at this.
I glanced around at the cameras, and angled my head in for a kiss.
Hell, that was why I was here, after all. I met her lips with mine as flashes lit the terminal area. Our carry-on bags made the embrace awkward, but I did the best I could to make it authentic. Juliet played her part too, her hand gripping my butt as she pushed herself into me. It probably looked pretty hot. I hoped it did at least. We were actors, weren’t we?
I mean, I was a struggling actor maybe, but I hoped that said less about my talent and more about my opportunities so far. And this right here? This was an opportunity. I needed to maximize it, no matter how wrong it might feel on a human level.
I hoisted my bag to my shoulder, freeing my arm, pulled her small frame closer to me and moved my lips softly against hers, deepening the kiss after a moment. When her tongue met mine, I braced myself for the explosive sparks I was expecting—not that I’d ever made out with Juliet before—we’d actually barely had coffee together. We made that one movie, of course, which was how we ended up here.
I wouldn’t say I’d made out with lots of women either, but I’d been with enough to know what I liked. And I generally liked kissing. A lot. But Juliet and I were new at this, and there was a fair bit of external pressure—considering the mob surrounding us and the hard-eyed security guard at my back, the one who never let Juliet out of his sight.
It was important to make this kiss searingly hot. Blazing. But it wasn’t working, and I worried it might be obvious.
My body—all the parts of my body—stayed nonchalantly relaxed, evidently unaware that I had one of the hottest women in America in my embrace. I gave a soft nip to Juliet’s bottom lip and felt her soften in my arms, and… there it was. That did it. Not a rocketing surge of excitement, but at least I had confirmation that I wasn’t actually dead.
And I guess that was something I already knew about myself. For me, it was usually less about what I wanted and more about making someone else happy. Not just in sex—in life. But when a woman showed me I was making her happy? That was the Holy Grail for me.
Still, Juliet might have made me believe I was having an effect on her, but she was also one hell of an actress. And it didn’t matter what I believed. What mattered was what this rabid crowd of paparazzi thought.
“One more for the cameras!” Someone called as we broke apart.
Juliet stood on her tiptoes to nuzzle against my ear as the crowd hooted.
“You’re doing great,” she murmured. “There hasn’t been a single question about my divorce. Grab my boob.”
“Grab your…?” Shock pumped through me.
She tilted her head back and pressed harder into me, and instinct led me to plant a lingering kiss on the column of her throat as my hand found her breast through the thin sweater she wore. She lifted her head to meet my mouth again as my thumb brushed across the upright pebble of her nipple, flashes lighting the stale airport air around us.
If this didn’t convince the cameras, reporters, and random tourists we were a hot new item for them to examine, inspect, and tear apart, then nothing would. This was some of the best acting of my career.
A little part of me wished I did have a thing for Juliet, though if I were actually hoping for an actual relationship, I might be more upset by the ironclad terms of the contract I’d signed with her, stating that this entanglement would extend only through the duration of this weekend getaway with the potential for a short extension on the other side as deemed necessary by Juliet’s “people.”
Finally, she stepped back and smiled at me, and I got an up-close demonstration of why Juliet Manchester was considered America’s hottest young actress.
She was good.
Her face was flushed, and those green eyes sparkled as she shot me a look that could have been read by others to mean we’d shared secrets and whispers, late night trysts and early morning snuggles.
If I’d seen only the look, I’d almost have believed she was interested in me, except I was the one she’d been kissing, and I knew better.
“We’ve got a plane to catch,” she called to the crowd, pulling me along next to the two burly security guards whose job it was to see us to the plane and beyond.
We pressed through the crowd and checked in. Once we were at the gate, I looked at her as she looped her arm through mine. “I thought the whole point of taking the late flight was to avoid the cameras. You tipped them off, didn’t you?”
“My agent did,” she confirmed. “You’re doing great.” She leaned her head into my shoulder and then looked up at me again. “That grope will be all over the Internet by the time we land. We just need to keep it convincing through the next couple days, and we’re both golden.”
Golden. Right. So why did this all feel so wrong?
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BOOKS INCLUDED IN BUNDLE:
✔️ Only a Summer
✔️ Only a Fling
✔️ Only a Crush
✔️ Only a Secret
✔️ Only a Touch
✔️ Only a Chance
✔️ Happily Ever His
✔️ Happily Ever Hers
✔️ Shaking the Sleigh
✔️ Second Chance Spring
✔️ Falling Into Forever
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Delancey Stewart is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance filled with humor, heart, and heat.
Based in Denver, CO, she writes while managing a household of boys (including the hubs) and loves connecting with readers who share her passion for stories.
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Spice plays a big role alongside the plot, with multiple explicit scenes and passionate encounters. Language is seductive and steamy, leaving little to the imagination.
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"Delancey Stewart won me over and over again with the amazing characters, captivating storyline and flawless writing. A great fun story, you don’t want to miss! Happy reading!!" ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ ~Melinda
“Compelling story with personable characters all around, including Chessy the chicken. Plenty of sweetness, enough spice to keep you coming back for more.” ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ ~Debbie
“I’m very happy to have discovered this author recently. This is my second book by her and I look forward to more. I really like her writing style! She makes it so easy to fall in love with her characters and makes it very hard to put the book down.” ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ ~Lori R
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