Vegas Wedding, Weaver Bride

Vegas Wedding, Weaver Bride
Allison Leigh

What happened in Vegas…When Penny Garner and Quinn Templeton wake up in bed together – in Vegas – with rings and a marriage certificate on the bedside table it looks like they did more than just sleep! While they wait to see if their night had physical consequences, can Quinn convince Penny to leave her old heartbreak in the past and become his bride?

“I do. Wait...did I?”

Hometown girl Penny Garner is having a Vegas moment: waking up in bed with her teenage crush, a ring on her finger. Then there’s the matter of the marriage certificate. How did that happen? The jury’s out on whether it’s Penny’s dream come true or worst nightmare.

Quinn Templeton has to wonder what they actually did that night, too. And when they get back to Weaver, Wyoming, the air force pararescueman can’t just ignore the real feelings for his fake bride—especially if Penny’s pregnant. Will they remember what brought them to the altar in the first place...and maybe sign up for a repeat performance?

“It’s not real.”

She picked the paper up. Studied her signature on the line that said Bride. She took in Quinn’s slash of a signature, as well.

She looked up at him, then just as quickly away. When she’d been fifteen, she’d had a crazy mad crush on him. So much so that she’d thrown herself at him. He’d been home on leave from the air force. He’d ruthlessly brushed aside her immature advances.

Now she wished she still possessed some of the outrageous guts she’d had in her youth. Because it was more than a little mortifying to be knocking on the door of thirty and feeling wholly out of her depth when faced with a seriously naked, gorgeous man.

A man with whom she’d apparently spent the night.

A man with whom she’d apparently signed a marriage certificate.

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Return to the Double C: Under the big blue Wyoming sky, this family discovers true love

Vegas Wedding, Weaver Bride

Allison Leigh

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

A frequent name on bestseller lists, ALLISON LEIGH’s high point as a writer is hearing from readers that they laughed, cried or lost sleep while reading her books. She credits her family with great patience for the time she’s parked at her computer, and for blessing her with the kind of love she wants her readers to share with the characters living in the pages of her books. Contact her at allisonleigh.com (http://www.allisonleigh.com).

For my husband.

Always surprising and ever holding my heart.

Contents

Cover (#u0392afcc-f551-53fa-9f53-b39b45d5ace6)

Back Cover Text (#u0bab319c-fd8f-5f5b-85dc-499aad7c6826)

Introduction (#u26aa36e5-dddd-56e8-8913-58d4fbd3e5bb)

Title Page (#uac986653-e2f5-5a67-96ad-f02b0ce052b3)

About the Author (#u537dccd2-c8b0-5a02-8621-b38fd773a8f2)

Dedication (#uce288c75-39d2-5fbb-82a5-506cb27e61ef)

Chapter One (#ue464972e-60a2-5e42-b056-43d7acc4cbc7)

Chapter Two (#ufd73fd81-a0f5-5130-b130-16b052251daf)

Chapter Three (#u833b2b2a-5b52-5b85-92c3-b0fc152306f2)

Chapter Four (#u6ac62752-9353-53ec-804a-d1caddba3186)

Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One (#uf3543834-16d8-56c9-88a7-7df410760aeb)

Las Vegas, Nevada

Penny Garner stared at the piece of paper Quinn Templeton was holding between his long fingers. Her stomach, which had already been hovering somewhere two floors below her feet, sank even farther.

She clutched the white bedsheet closer against her naked body, trying desperately to pretend that Quinn wasn’t just as naked. He simply wasn’t bothering with a sheet to hide anything. From the top of his rumpled, dark-haired head to the long, vaguely bony toes on his feet, he was entirely, utterly, gloriously bare.

And he didn’t seem the least bit shy about it, either.

Which left Penny two choices.

Focus on him, or focus on the piece of paper he’d found on the nightstand next to the bed.