Happily Ever Aftermath (AFTERMATH #1) by Pru Warren EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Pru Warren
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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ENTER THE DEWY-EYED FAWN
IAN
She came up the tour-bus stairs with unbearable optimism. A spring in her
step, a song in her heart. In an instant, I knew she had a great relationship
with her parents and still believed in trusting people.
I had never been that young. My twenty-eight years felt like a hundred.
Then she saw me, the hideous scar down my face on full display. Her
eyes widened, and she took an involuntary step back.
And why wouldn’t she? I was Frankenstein’s monster. “Shit,” I
muttered. I pulled my hair out of my man bun, but it was too late. She’d
seen it.
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Next in her line of sight was Archer. The poor girl took in his golden
glory and was rendered speechless again. What a contrast we made, my best
friend and I. Depths of hell, heights of heaven.
Bambi was having a hard time finding her voice, so it was a lucky thing
that the third of our strong trio was at the ready.
“Hi,” Mal said. He stood from the little kitchen banquette and offered
her a friendly smile. “I’m normal-looking. You can focus on me.”
“I can, um, I mean . . . oh.” Good manners were having a three-way
with horror and lust in her brain.
“What can we do for you?” Mal had an easy attitude. His smile made
people overlook the muscles. Like most drummers, Mal was powerfully
built, but the sun came out with his grin. “Want to sit? Are you with the
record company? Are we leaving early? I thought we still had half an hour
before this convoy got rolling.”
“I—oh. Thank you.” She sat in the swivel chair next to me. Easier to
look across the bus at Archer. At least she was on my left and wouldn’t have
to look at the scar as long as I stayed in profile to her. “I’m supposed to
travel on this bus now.”
Her eyes were darting nervously between Archer and me, so she saw his
eyebrows go up. Archer looked at Mal and me.
“I thought we were the only ones on bus eight,” he said. “That Bruce
guy said.”
“Oh,” she said. She dropped her floral backpack on the floor and pulled
out a tablet. “Bruce Cantrell, tour manager, bus two. Yes, it’s here. I was
supposed to be on bus two, too—bus two-too, ha ha. No, but Sheree’s
personal assistant is taking my place, since Sheree and her new husband
want to be in the star coach alone, so bus eight is the first bus with room . . .
and that’s your bus. See?”
She held her tablet out hopefully to Archer. He squinted at her with the
smile that made girls pass out with lust and refused to reach for the tablet.
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