Games

By Charlie Mage

Girls just want to have fun or so they say. Kick in a little bit of frustrations with the opposite sex, some alcohol at a wedding party; and we get a classic maid of honor and the bestman cliche.

A one night stand turns into a couple more, toss in a possible pregnancy. Will our heroine find her happy ever after.... Maybe, maybe not.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookRix
• Release date: Jun 12, 2020
• ISBN: 9783748745464

Book preview

Chapter 1

Sandy took the last sip of her wine emptying her glass, her eyes following the couple on the dance floor taking their first dance as man and wife. Cheerful smiles on their faces, a permanent love struck look over them with eyes only for each other. Were it not for the love of her best friend, Kim, now Mrs. Lynch, twirling with her new hubby, the overwhelming feel of love in the air would have made her sick. Kim glances at her and smiles a dazzling smile hard to resist, causing the edges of her own lips to quirk up slightly.

'Ah ha, a smile finally.' A deep brooding voice from across the bar resonates through the soft music. Sandy’s eyes turn narrowing as they focus on the only other male by the bar, besides the barman. Drinking in the beautiful sight before her, her lips turn to a scowl before calling out for another drink. Short cropped hair, beady and yet calming eyes, quite a pronounced jaw, beautiful teeth and an awesome body hidden underneath the tux he'd donned if her imagination was right. Shutting her eyes, Sandy takes a small sip of her refilled glass of wine; only to find pretty boy, no, pretty hunk of a male specimen on the bar stool besides her.

'I've been wondering all day what dampened your spirits. Why have a morose maid of honour?' 'Wouldn't you want to know?' She spits hurt at the hidden accusation in his words, her mind wandering to the previous day, feeling inadequate, the hurt and betrayal all over again.

Watching her shoulders slump, he pulls her into himself, shocking her as he leads her into a slow dance. 'No wallowing in self-pity allowed.'

'I wasn't wallowing.' She pouts straining out of his hold unsuccessfully, 'and even if I was. It’s my prerogative.'

'Not tonight.' He croons holding her closer to him, more couples pouring onto the hotels ballroom dance floor. 'Just fulfilling my duty, Thomas and Kim's day will end on a happy note for everyone. Best man’s honour.'

'So confident in your ability?’ Settling her head on his chest as the dance continues.

'I aim to please.’ Stroking her back in a slow sultry motion.

Sandy tenses, jerking to meet his eyes, 'let's get things straight, this won't be one of those cliché maid of honour-best man hook-ups. They'll be none of that?'

He shrugs, 'if you will it.' 'Hoped for a chance to change that expression on your face to one of true bliss.'

Rolling her eyes, Sandy playfully smacks his shoulder, 'there you go again. Tooting your own horn.'

Tucking her