The Best Man's Baby. Darcy Maguire

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      Skye’s belly tightened. She stepped backward, her cheeks heating. ‘So, how are you?’

      He smiled down at her. ‘Good, and you?’

      ‘Good.’ Curiosity threatened to engulf her. There was no way she could ask him personal questions, not when four years lay between them like a chasm.

      He looked good in a tux, and that blue silk tie set off the brilliant colour of his eyes. ‘I hear you’re with a prestigious law firm now,’ she blurted. She bit her tongue. Dammit. Now he’d know she’d kept up with his career through the papers, the gossip columns and by whatever hearsay she could gather.

      ‘Yes, I am,’ he answered easily, his eyes narrowing. ‘And you? Did you get what you always wanted?’

      She just stared at him. What she always wanted…

      She’d wished, dreamed and prayed night after night, day after day, from the day she had left him for what she really wanted, and now, here he was.

      ‘O—kay.’ She spun away from the man who’d stolen her heart and turned her life upside down. ‘Is everyone happy with their outfits?’

      There was a murmur of assent.

      ‘Skye—’ Nick’s voice was deep and close.

      ‘Right. Well, carry on then. I’m around if you have any questions,’ she said to the men in general, ignoring Nick. She glanced at her folder, the words still refusing to be legible. ‘Nice seeing you again, Nick…Mr Coburn.’

      She forced herself to put one foot in front of the other.

      ‘How about we have coffee later? Catch up a bit?’ Nick was right behind her.

      ‘I am trying to work here, folks,’ Charlie whined, scuffling along the floor on his knees after Nick’s trousers.

      ‘No, I’m sorry. I can’t.’ Skye pushed through the doors, desperate to escape. The last thing she wanted to do was spend time with the man. She could hardly look at him for the wrenching ache in her chest, the sting behind her eyes and the torturous secret that stabbed her heart like a shard of glass.

      He could never know.

      Nick tore his gaze from the doorway.

      He rolled his neck, massaging the muscles. It was only natural for him to react to her. She was even more beautiful than when they’d met four years ago. She was all woman now. And didn’t he know it.

      Her rich curves made his hands itch and just the thought of her full breasts, hidden beneath her white blouse, shot bolts of desire through his body.

      Memories of trailing kisses over her smooth olive skin clawed at him, her deep red lips fired his blood and her sweet voice…Cripes, how had he ever let her go?

      ‘Please sir, keep still.’

      Nick stood motionless.

      Her dark hair had grown. It was no longer a chic bob but long and sweeping, pulled back with wisps escaping and framing her gorgeous face.

      Nick clenched his hands by his sides. He still had a thing for her!

      Any wonder? Nick rubbed his jaw. She was the one that had got away.

      At least she had the decency to look embarrassed about running into him. Cripes. After what she had done to him, it was amazing that she could look him in the face.

      He hadn’t seen a ring on her finger. Maybe the bastard that had stolen her away from him hadn’t come up with the goods. Maybe he’d dumped her.

      Nick smiled. That would be justice for all the months he’d tossed, sleepless, in his bed alone.

      ‘Kindly stand still, sir.’

      Nick looked down at the thin man hemming his trousers. He would have preferred one of the girls. He looked over to Pete who was chatting up the young blonde hemmer, and across to Tony, who was struggling to win a smile from the redhead.

      Nick looked at the door. He’d prefer Skye at his feet, begging forgiveness…

      He had really thought they’d had something magical.

      Four years…it seemed like yesterday. They’d been clicking on all fronts. She’d understood his commitment to his career, could talk with him, and make his body wild in the bedroom. She was all he had ever wanted in a woman.

      For six months they’d been together—it had felt like no time at all, as if he’d been cheated—then she was gone.

      He hadn’t realised she’d been seeing someone else. He should have guessed. He had sort of felt that she had been slipping away in those last weeks. The more time they’d spent together talking about what he wanted in life the more she had seemed to distance herself from him.

      He had thought it had been just a mood, or a phase. He clenched his fists by his sides. It had been another man.

      He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He never wanted to experience that sort of pain again.

      He shrugged, trying to douse the fire deep in his body, trying to still his pounding heart and push the image of her wide, dark eyes from his mind. And the rest of her beautiful body.

      He still had it bad. Cripes. Even after all these years…

      He straightened tall and threw out his chest. He was older now, and a hell of a lot wiser. He knew what he wanted and what he didn’t. And he didn’t want to be haunted by Skye Andrews any more.

      He was going to get that two-timing vixen out of his mind, body and heart, once and for all.

      ‘All finished, sir,’ the man at his feet stated dryly, getting to his feet and shooting him a far-from-pleased look. ‘Finally.’

      ‘Thank God.’ Nick strode to the changing room, tearing the tie from his neck and flicking open the buttons on the jacket and the waistcoat.

      Because he wasn’t finished with Skye Andrews, not by a long shot.

      CHAPTER THREE

      SKYE gripped the phone tightly, her mouth dry. ‘Tara, have you been in touch with Bridal Creations?’

      ‘Not lately,’ her older sister responded matter-of-factly.

      ‘Weren’t you going to snaffle one of their planners?’ Skye crossed her fingers. Please say yes. Please let her say she has her. Please say she didn’t have to put up with Nick Coburn in her face for the next couple of weeks.

      She bit her lip, the reality seeping into her. As if a new girl could jump right into an ongoing wedding—she was delusional. She was stuck with the guy.

      There was a tinge of hope for her—if the new planner teamed up with her and did the Harrison-Brown wedding with her then she could be Skye’s СКАЧАТЬ