What is Clare Wingate doing? One minute she''s suffering in a pretty-in-pink gown she''ll never wear again, and the next thing she knows it''s morning . . . and she has the nastiest hangover of her life.
To make matters worse, she''s wearing nothing but a spritz of Escada and lying next to Sebastian Vaughan . . . her girlhood crush turned sexy, globe-hopping journalist. Somewhere between the toast and the toss of the bouquet she''d gotten herself into a whole lot of trouble.
Clare had the right to go wild--after all, she''d been knocked off her dyed-to-match shoes after finding her own fiancé in a compromising position with the washing machine repairman. Clearly her society wedding is off.
But Sebastian pushed all the wrong buttons--and some of the right ones, too. Clare is in no mood for love--not even for lust--and wants to forget about Sebastian and his six-pack abs ASAP. But he isn''t in the mood to go away, and his kiss is impossible to forget.
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