Colton's Convenient Bride. Jennifer Morey
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Название: Colton's Convenient Bride

Автор: Jennifer Morey

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Современная зарубежная литература

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isbn: 9781474093736

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СКАЧАТЬ had happened to her mother? She had been bitten by a wedding bug for sure.

      “I know you, my dear. When you like something you recognize it right away, and I can tell you really like Decker Colton.”

      She did like Decker. Kendall withdrew from how much. She had felt that and more for her last long-term boyfriend when she had caught him with another woman. He’d broken her heart. She never wanted to feel that way again. Maybe that had more to do with her reason for accepting an arranged marriage—or the possibility of one—than curiosity. Because the truth was, she felt oddly safe entering into this kind of relationship. She’d be the one in control and Decker would never be able to hurt her.

      But, on the other hand, what her mother suggested made her wonder if she might be too reckless marrying like this.

      “He is different than I remember,” she conceded, yet still feeling as though she was trying to convince herself that meant he’d be worth the risk. But, honestly, did it really matter if he was different? So he’d grown up. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t end up hurting her.

      “How so?”

      “Not... showy, or...”

      “Immature?” her mother provided.

      Kendall wouldn’t talk about the popular crowd that had surrounded him in high school and made him seem so untouchable. Unobtainable.

      “Yes, but he’s so focused on his business. It’s the only reason he agreed to this arranged marriage.” She didn’t want to be second to a man’s profession. Then again, she placed high standards on her own career. She was passionate about saving animals and preserving nature.

      “Well, you’ve been consumed with your work, too, Kendall. Ever since that man you were with toward the end of college, you’ve been driven that way.”

      Sometimes she wished her mother didn’t know her so well.

      “Seems to me you both have your reasons why a marriage like this would work,” her mother continued.

      She wasn’t helping Kendall’s internal conflict. She’d basically just given her a green light to follow her heart and her heart wanted the excitement of marrying a man like Decker, to see where it would lead.

      “Come on,” her mother said, “Let’s go shopping.”

      * * *

      Decker wanted Kendall. He sat at his desk in his large modern office with a seating area before a gas fireplace and a conference table, staring at his computer but thinking of nothing but her.

      For once he wanted something for himself and not for his father. Yes, this had been his father’s idea, but last night’s dinner had changed everything. Kendall was perfect for him. She’d fit his lifestyle better than any other woman he’d met. He’d never been more certain this early on in the relationship game. That served as a reminder that maybe he should tread more carefully. He couldn’t afford anything getting in the way of taking over the company.

      Kendall didn’t appreciate her father using her as leverage. She was smart and didn’t have to settle for less than she deserved. Maybe an arranged marriage wouldn’t be enough for her. He’d have to work hard convincing her this would be a good union, even if they didn’t love each other.

      As far as Decker was concerned, love was overrated and marriage was more of a financial investment than anything. He didn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day and he didn’t think wedding anniversaries were anything special. So a couple stayed together for x number of years. Who cared? In this modern, fast-paced world, lasting marriages were becoming rarer and rarer. He’d rather celebrate windfalls or career advancements.

      Maybe Kendall wouldn’t agree. That’s why he’d romance her the traditional way to get her to the altar. Like any business deal, he would go after her aggressively.

      “Distracted?”

      Decker looked up to see his father enter his office. He never knocked. Seeing his shrewd grin, Decker realized his father meant thoughts of Kendall had distracted him. Russ was clearly pleased with the way things were going, the melding of the Coltons and the Hadleys into one powerful unity.

      “A little.”

      “What’s your next move?” his father asked, going to one of the seats before the desk and sitting. He propped his ankle on his knee.

      “Maybe flowers or dinner out.”

      “That’s mediocre. Kendall is accustomed to riches. You should fly her to Paris for dinner or something equally grandiose.”

      “I don’t think Kendall is that materialistic.” She was into nature, not what money could buy.

      “How often does a man take her to Paris for dinner?”

      Not often he was sure, but that wasn’t the way to win her heart. “I’m old enough to manage on my own, Dad.”

      Russ’s smile broadened. “We can’t lose this deal. With Hadley money added to ours, we can expand to a level we’ve never reached before.”

      That did appeal to Decker, but his dad didn’t understand. “I’m the one who had dinner with her last night. Let me handle the courtship.”

      His dad’s smile faded and he nodded. “You’ve got a good head for business, Decker. I’ll trust you to do a good job with this marriage.”

      A good job. That sounded cold even to Decker. “Kendall won’t go through with this marriage unless she feels it’s a smart move on her part.” He had to plant that warning in his father’s head, prepare him for the possibility that Kendall wouldn’t marry him after all.

      “Draft up a contract so we have her written agreement to marry by the end of the month.”

      Decker barely smothered a scoff. One dinner with Kendall and he knew she’d never sign a contract to tie the knot.

      “Our lawyers can write it so she’ll feel comfortable but we’ll have assurance that she’ll marry you. If she wants to end it afterward, then we’ll get something out of it.”

      Decker began to feel ill over how Russ reduced something personal to a bottom line. “I’ll see what I can do.”

      Russ nodded. “Very good.” He placed his hands on his knees. “Any progress on boosting reservations since that woman’s murder?”

      Decker had been working tirelessly on a strategy to improve revenue, to replace the losses that homicide had caused. He worried he wouldn’t be able to turn things around before the film festival this summer. “I’ve got meetings scheduled to come up with a mitigation plan.”

      “Good. Let me know how it goes.”

      “As always.”

      “Even though Bianca Rouge was one of the most expensive call girls you can buy in Vegas, her untimely demise still tarnishes our reputation,” his dad said. “She stayed at The Lodge. Some people aren’t comfortable staying here because of that, a murder victim.”

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