Damaged Vows by B. B. Hamel EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Keely
Why do you look so depressed? It’s a wedding.” His voice is a low
rumble. I turn from where I’ve been hiding in the shade, my shoes
tossed aside somewhere back at the house so my toes can brush
through the sand, nursing a glass of wine and watching the waves lap against
the shore fifty yards away.
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The smell of the ocean’s everywhere, briny and salty. The wind whips
through my hair. I’m at a high-top beside an enormous fake fern, lugged
down here at obscene effort, all to add a little more ambiance to the New
England beach. In the background, the Crowley family vacation house looms,
stately and column-ringed, while the majority of the guests are clustered
around tables under circus-sized tents, drinking top-end alcohol, toasting to
the Crowley family’s continued prosperity, dancing on a portable dance floor
also lugged down here at unthinkable cost, while a DJ blasts Y2K-era R&B.
Nolan Crowley leans against the table like he owns it. Which technically, he
does.
“It’s not a wedding,” I tell him.
He frowns slightly. “It’s not?”
“They’re renewing their vows. It’s not a wedding. And what do you care how
I look?” I turn away from him. I should be more excited than I am—the
Crowley brothers are all filthy rich and drop-dead beautiful, which is such an
unfair combination. You’d think the mega-wealthy would at least be a little
bit ugly to balance things out, but not Nolan—except I can’t bring myself to
care about anything right now. “Shouldn’t you be off having fun? It’s your
brother’s celebration.”
The party started an hour ago. I came up with Jamila, Bernie, and Fulco, my
coworkers and good friends. It was a long trip, but we’re staying at a fancy
hotel, all on the Crowley family dime. Which is endless, as it turns out.
Nolan’s chuckle is low and throaty. I refuse to look at him again, mostly
because I’ll stare at his full lips, his light green eyes, his tousled black hair,
his stupidly attractive face, and those absurd muscles on his chest. How much
time does this guy spend in the gym? Actually, I’d rather not know, because
he’s only a passing annoyance, and I’ll end up picturing him all sweaty and
glowing from pumping iron, like a glorious Viking post-raid or whatever, and
I’m not trying to cultivate that kind of energy right now.
He leans closer. I get a whiff of something spicy. “You’re Ash’s friend,
right? Keely-something?”
“Yep, that’s me, Keely Something. Nice to meet you.” I glance at him.
“Don’t worry, the pleasure’s all yours.”
He seems delighted. “All right, Keely Something. You work at Bottle of
Smoke with Ash and all the other ones.” He waves dismissively at the dance
floor, which makes my blood boil.
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