The arrangement is simple: a two-week getaway, then a
marriage of convenience. Until Garth Outlaw’s potential bride is a no-show. Now, family pilot, Regan Fairchild is sharing his bed—and he can’t get enough…even
though he’s vowed never to love again. Can Regan convince him the wife he needs
and the woman he desires are one and the same?
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“So, when is the wedding, Garth?”
Garth Outlaw raised his eyes
from studying his cards. Was his brother playing mind games to mess with his
concentration?
“And just what wedding are
you talking about?”
Garth glanced around the
table and saw the smirks on the faces of all four of his brothers. Even Jess
had made a trip home from the nation’s capital for a week long visit.
“Is anyone going to answer?”
Garth asked.
Jess grinned as he threw out
a card. “I heard it from Dad the moment I walked through the door. He claims
you’ve gotten over Karen Piccard, decided to settle down and do whatever needs
to be done for the benefit of the company, which includes getting a wife and
making babies to guarantee the Outlaw dynasty. Those were his words, not mine.”
“We heard the same thing,”
Cash said, with Sloan and Maverick nodding in agreement.
Garth didn’t say anything.
Being the oldest son of Bartram “Bart” Outlaw wasn’t easy, especially when his
father liked spreading information that wasn’t true. However, in this case, it
was. At least partly. He was planning to do what needed to be done for the
company. But he seriously doubted he would ever get over Karen. She would
always have his heart.
“No wedding date has been set
because I haven’t chosen a bride.”
His brother Cash sat up
straight in his chair. “Are you really thinking about settling down with a wife
and making babies?” he asked, as if the thought of doing such a thing was as
unheard of as living in outer space.
Garth threw out some chips.
“Why not? I don’t see any of you guys rushing to the altar to continue the
Outlaw legacy. Not even you, Jess, and you’re the politician in the family.
You of all people should be thinking about acquiring a wife.” A couple of years
ago, Jess had gotten elected as a senator from Alaska.
A grin touched Jess’s lips.
“No, thank you. I’m not ready to fall in love.”
Garth shrugged. “Who said
anything about falling in love?”
“You’re thinking of marrying
a woman you don’t love?” This question came from Sloan.
“For me, there’s no other
way.”
There was no reason to
explain what he meant. They knew.
“And you’ll do it because
Bart says it needs to be done?”
Garth rolled his eyes at his
youngest brother, Maverick, who’d been quiet up to now. “No, I’ll consider
doing it because I think it’s about time I settled down. I’m thirty-eight, and
dating gets old.”
“Speak for yourself,”
Maverick said, grinning. “I happen to enjoy dating a lot of women.”
Garth shook his head. “And
Walker got me thinking. Look how long he was a loner before he got married. If
he can do it, then anyone can.”
Walker Rafferty was Garth’s
best friend. A couple of years ago, Walker had met his current wife and now
they were parents to twins, a boy and a girl they’d named Walker and Westlyn.
Nobody thought Walker would ever remarry after losing his first wife and son in
a car accident. Surprisingly, ten years later, Walker had fallen in love again.
Garth was happy for Walker, and inspired to settle down, but honestly, he couldn’t
see himself falling in love. He was convinced Karen was the only woman he was
meant to love.
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