Last Groom Standing. Kimberly Lang

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      PROLOGUE

      Ten years ago, Hillbrook University campus, upstate New York...

      “She had s-sex with Carter.”

      Marnie Price stumbled over the word—sex wasn’t something she was overly comfortable talking about, and ironically it was Gina’s influence over the past year that had gotten her to the point where she could even talk about it at all.

      She didn’t know who was more in the wrong: Gina, who was supposedly her friend, or her brother, Carter, who had succumbed to Gina’s wiles even though he was engaged to another woman. The betrayal cut deep for Marnie, and she couldn’t quite make sense of it.

      Lord, just when she thought she was beginning to figure things out... Everything she thought she knew was crumbling down around her, making the situation worse.

      Reese stroked her hair, making soothing noises. Although technically her roommate and landlady, Reese was also the big sister she’d never had. At least Reese would understand. “I’m sure we’re missing part of the story,” she began.

      Reese’s willingness to let Marnie live with her so her family would believe she was being properly looked after in the big, bad world was the only reason she’d been allowed to enroll at Hillbrook in the first place. And while Marnie would be forever grateful for that, Reese’s attempted defense of Gina only drove the knife deeper. “It seems pretty straightforward to me. How could Gina do that? She seduced my brother, took advantage of him. Does she not think any man is off limits?”

      “Carter’s an adult, and he’s equally responsible for his actions.”

      Marnie couldn’t believe this was Carter’s fault. They’d been raised with the same values, the same knowledge of right and wrong. Sex was for marriage, something saved solely for your future spouse, but Carter had still betrayed that fundamental belief—as well as his bride—making him a hypocrite of the worst sort.

      Her heart constricted with pain for her best friend, who’d spent the past year planning the perfect wedding to start their perfect life together. Missy would be heartbroken.

      She’d never been comfortable with Gina’s overt sexuality, the way she treated sex like a recreational sport and men like disposable items, but there was something in her spirit and embrace of life that was attractive, too. It hadn’t been enough to sway her morals, but then Gina had never tried to seduce her, either. The girl was a proud, self-proclaimed maneater.

      Which, Marnie decided, was just another word for slut.

      “No. Carter is a decent man.” That much Marnie was sure of. Carter was a little overprotective, becoming even more so after Daddy passed five years ago, but he was everything a good man was supposed to be. He was even beginning to respect the fact Marnie wasn’t a child anymore: just last week he’d suddenly agreed to let her go on the road trip with the others this summer.

      “Carter was raised right, with honor and integrity and respect. He’s a gentleman. Men can be weak sometimes when it comes to the flesh, and...and...” She struggled to find the right words, the right explanation for Carter’s behavior. She couldn’t find one at the moment, but she knew there had to be one somewhere. “Well, there’s no way he would have done something like that unless Gina—”

      Reese shook her head. “You can’t just blame Gina. It takes two to tango.”

      She shrugged off Reese’s embrace and stood. “You’re defending her? Taking her side?”

      “I’m not taking anyone’s side, Marnie. Remember that Gina is your friend—”

      “Some friend,” she snapped. “A real friend would have left my brother alone. A real friend wouldn’t hurt people I care about just so she can get her own thrills.”

      “I doubt Gina meant to hurt you with this.”

      “Then why tell me about it? Why do it in the first place? My friend? I don’t need slutty friends who jump into bed with men they barely know.”

      Reese’s cheeks took on a pink tint and she played with the square-shaped pendant on the necklace tucked under her shirt. She cleared her throat. “Marnie, remember how we talked about how you can be really judgmental sometimes...?”

      “I’m sorry, Reese, but there’s right and wrong in this world. Carter is in the wrong, too, but Gina has, once again, proved she’s no better than a common whore!” She shouted the last word, well aware of how it would carry through the hall of Reese’s beautiful house and straight up the stairs to Gina’s room. “It’s just more proof that Gina doesn’t care about anyone except herself.”

      “Marnie...” Reese began.

      Marnie waved her silent and stalked over to the glass of champagne she’d merely been toying with all night. In three long swallows, she drained it, then, ignoring Reese’s shocked “Marnie!” reached for the bottle and refilled the glass.

      “I think I’ve earned this,” she said before she caught herself and sat the glass down instead. Her mother had never allowed alcohol into the house, and it wasn’t until Marnie came to Hillbrook that she’d even tried it. Just more proof of how she’d changed thanks to her roommates—but maybe these changes weren’t for the better.

      She heard footsteps and turned to see Cassie returning.

      “Gina says we’ll talk tomorrow,” Cassie said, as oblivious as ever. Usually, Marnie found the nerdy Australian’s lack of understanding about social situations rather endearing, but tonight she was angry and lacked the patience.

      “There’s nothing more to talk about, Cas.”

      “I don’t understand.”

      “Then let me explain this to you. I’m never speaking to Gina Carrington again.”

      “Why?”

      “Because Gina is a selfish tramp who doesn’t care who she hurts. I bet poor Missy and what this would do to her never even crossed Gina’s mind.”

      Cassie nodded. “It’s very unlikely since Gina doesn’t know Missy.”

      Oh, my sweet God. “She knew Carter was engaged, though.”

      “As did Carter. I don’t see why you’re holding Gina responsible for Carter’s decisions. He chose to be unfaithful, and having made that decision, the woman involved is irrelevant.”

      Marnie wanted to pull her hair out. “I can’t believe you’re taking her side, too. Wow, y’all are lousy friends.”

      “Marnie, we’re trying СКАЧАТЬ