Bridesmaid Blues by Boone Brux Excerpt
After a few minutes, both men exited a room at the back of the store. The breath slammed to a
screeching halt in her chest. The white shirt pulled tight across his pecs, accentuating the vee of
tanned skin and sunkissed hair. Her mouth went dry.
The guy could wear a paper bag and look great. So flippin’ unfair. "Hey." Jamie’s blue eyes leveled on her. "Have you been waiting long?"
"Just got here." She repressed the sigh threatening to escape. To the untrained eye, the tux
didn’t appear to need any adjusting, the material hugging his best features. "Looks good." He
turned toward the wall of multiple mirrors and examined his image. "Really?" "The cut is perfect
for you." Adam ran his hands across Jamie’s upper back, smoothing the material. "With a little
adjustment it will be perfect."
"Good." Jamie tugged on his sleeves, looking slightly awkward.
"Where did you get all those muscles?" She shifted and crossed her legs.
"What do you mean?" His brow pinched. "I always had these."
"Trust me—" She paused for effect. "You didn’t." "Are you saying I was wimpy?" He scowled at
her. "Not wimpy—really." As long as she’d known him he’d never been wimpy, but she wasn’t
going to tell him that. "Just not as buff."
He grunted and refocused on his reflection.
"I think we need to take it in right here a bit." Adam knelt and fiddled with the seam at Jamie’s
outer thigh. The material pulled tight across his rear end. "Maybe a quarter inch."
Her gaze zeroed in on Jamie’s tight buns. Yeah, those were nice—and always had been. The
memory of wrapping her legs around him and gripping his firm cheeks sent a flood of heat
through her body.
Stop it. "What do you think?" Adam looked at her. She held up her thumb and index finger.
"Maybe a little more." He scowled at her for a few seconds before tugging the material tighter.
"How about that?" She motioned for a bit more and with a pinchedlipped smirk, Adam
complied. "I can see you in the mirror, ya know," Jamie said. "And if you make these any
tighter everybody at the wedding is going get an eyeful."
"I agree." Adam gave Dani a gentle but chastising look before turning back to Jamie. "You need
to be comfortable." "Okay, but you’ll be disappointing a lot of women at the wedding." Her job
was to keep him occupied, not flirt. "And some men." Jamie’s gaze narrowed, but she returned
her sweetest smile, ignoring the way her body hummed with awareness at being so near to him.
A wedding. An ex. And a secret.
MaidofHonor Dani Brown can handle anything that comes her way when it comes to her best
friend’s wedding. That is, until the bride asks for a huge favor—Dani needs to distract the best
man, who happens to be Dani’s ex. The ex she has fantasized dismembering for a year now.
The ex she’ll have to suck it up and play nice with if this wedding is to go off without a hitch.
Businessman Jamie Kingsland is back in Seattle for a wedding. There’s just one problem – the
maid of honor wants him dead. Except she doesn’t. Even though he knows he broke her heart
About the book:
last year when things got too serious and he panicked and left, she’s being way too nice about it
now. And it scares him.
Something is up with his favorite bridesmaid, and he’s determined to find out what...