His Convenient Virgin Bride / Seduction on the CEO’s Terms: His Convenient Virgin Bride

“That she does,” Royce agreed, and Stephanie realized McQuestin would only have met Amber today. Melissa on the other hand had been engaged to Jared before McQuestin’s accident.

McQuestin glanced around at the circle of six. “You go away for a couple of months, and look what happens?”

The comparison of the three relationships made Stephanie uncomfortable. She shrugged out of Alec’s embrace and backed toward the door. “I’ll go see how Sasha’s doing.”

“She’s got that table all decked out in delicates,” said McQuestin. “I’m afraid to touch it.”

“We’re celebrating,” said Melissa, giving him a hug on the way past. “It’s good to have you back.”

McQuestin winked at her. “A poker game with you later, young lady.”

“You bet.” Melissa fell into step behind Stephanie, passing through the doorway. “I think he lets me win,” she confessed in a whisper.

“If you’re winning, he’s letting you,” Stephanie confirmed.

“Who is he?” asked Amber as the door closed behind the three women. “We only had time for ‘hi, how are you,’ before we left for the ceremony.”

“He’s been the ranch manager forever,” said Stephanie, slowing her steps as she approached the dining room table.

It was set with her mother’s china, the best crystal wineglasses, an ornate, silver candelabra and low bouquets of wildflowers. Sheer curtains muted the lighting, and Sasha had baked a stunning, three tiered wedding cake. It was pure white, decorated with a cascade of mixed berries and was sitting on the sideboard with an ornate silver knife and a stack of china plates.

Stephanie gripped the back of a chair. “I feel like such a fraud.”

“You’re not a fraud,” said Melissa, coming up on one side.

Amber came up on the other, flanking Stephanie with support. “And it looks delicious.”

The unexpected observation made Stephanie smile. “Are we looking at the bright side?”

“No point in doing anything else.”

“I suppose that’s true,” Stephanie allowed as she wandered over to the cake.

It did look delicious. She reached around the back, and swiped her fingertip through the icing then licked the sweetness off with her tongue.

“I can’t believe you did that,” Melissa laughed.

But Amber followed suit, tasting the icing herself. “Yum. Butter cream.”

“It’s good,” Stephanie agreed.

“I love cake,” Amber snickered.

Stephanie lifted the knife. “Let’s cut it now.”

“Oh, no, you don’t.” Melissa trapped her wrist.

Stephanie struggled to escape. “What? You worried it’s bad luck.”

“I don’t believe in wedding luck,” said Amber, swiping another finger full of icing. “My fiancé saw the wedding dress before the ceremony and slept with the bridesmaid. And that turned out to be good luck.”

Stephanie and Melissa both blinked, round-eyed at Amber.

“Royce slept with a bridesmaid?” Stephanie asked in astonishment.

“Not Royce. My old fiancé, Hargrove. He slept with my best friend Katie. So I say to hell with luck. Let’s eat the cake.”

“Hello?” came Alec’s censorious voice from the doorway.

Stephanie and Melissa both dropped the knife, and Amber guiltily jerked her finger away from the bottom layer.

“Amber has a thing for cake.” Royce’s tone was dry next to Alec, but there was a twinkle in his eyes exclusively for Amber.

“That’s true,” Amber admitted, grinning right back at him, making a show of licking the tip of her finger.

Something about their easy intimacy tightened Stephanie’s chest. She didn’t dare look at Alec, knowing his expression would be guarded. There was no intimacy between them. They were barely acquaintances.

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