Vincent Cunningham was at a disadvantage in his congressional campaign as a bachelor, as the public tended to prefer candidates with a happy family life and a fatherly image.
Adding to the pressure was his mother Doris’s desire for grandchildren to fill the void left in her life since her husband Liam’s passing.
Vincent then entered into a contract to marry the virtual woman of his dreams, but he was deceived into marrying her twin instead.
Despite being the “wrong” bride, he found himself drawn to her fiery persona, which was far from the quiet woman he had envisioned. However, this unanticipated bride had much more to offer than he could have imagined, both in and out of the bedroom. Their undeniable passion confirmed that they were meant to be together.
She considered what her chances would be of trying to simply barrel past him and call a cab, but she remembered her bags had been dropped off here earlier that morning and she would have to either drag them with her or come back and get them. Admit it, you don’t want to leave him…
Over the years, his loneliness had built, though he hid it well, for the most part. The pain in Natalie’s light blue eyes was not something he was used to seeing, but he saw the loneliness in his eyes often. Lana probably saved her sister from turning into a hermit, in all honesty. No matter…
Natalie fell asleep with hope that this situation would work out for the best. Vincent seemed more than ready to give it a try once he realized he’d spoken with Natalie the whole time and not her sister, but as the next few days wore on, she believed he regretted his decision to keep her…
They walked in as one of the band members on the stage across the room announced them. “May I introduce to you Mr. and Mrs. Vincent Cunningham! Can they get a round of applause, people?” The hall erupted in loud cheers and whistles, clapping and shouts of well wishes as the band started playing what…
He closed the distance between them, answering her with a gentle kiss. Her hands slid up his chest, his hard, muscled chest she longed to see without a shirt, and the kiss grew hotter as his tongue licked her lip. She responded by gliding hers along his, exploring the depths of his mouth as his…
Since the nightof the reception when Natalie put him in his place and he realized how much of an ass he’d been, the awkwardness between them faded. They grew steadily closer, talking more when he was home from the office and working towards building a more solid relationship. The kiss they shared that night on…
The woman laughed as she drew a few long-stemmed orange snapdragons from a bucket of water. “Not at all. These will do for those inappropriate thoughts,” she added with a wink. “And I think hydrangeas for your heartfelt actions today on behalf of your wife, then some gladiolus for strength. Finally, tulips. Yes, you have…
Vincent was at a loss. He knew it must’ve been bad for a while if her sister was worried she would waste away in their apartment but never imagined her facing such negativity from people who should have cared for her. His gaze slipped to her back, and he wondered what the scars looked like…
Natalie smelledthe flowers on the kitchen table, running her fingertips along the delicate petals of the snapdragons and the tulips. Yesterday, she had been so close to giving herself completely to this man she put so much faith and trust in.She only held back because he scared the shit out of her. She wanted him,…
The tattoo did a pretty good job of covering most of the burn scars, but the skin was still marred and bumpy underneath. A tear slipped from her eye, and Vincent’s thumb was suddenly there, wiping it away. She opened her eyes and spied their reflection in the mirror. His eyes were narrowed in anger,…