Falling for the Best Man by Amanda Ashby

He’s the best man and her secret fling—who said being a wedding planner was easy?

What’s worse than running into your ex-hookup at the airport? When said ‘hookup” is the best man for the most important wedding of your career, and he’s on the hunt for a fake girlfriend. Between a hysterical bride and a wedding party gone wild, wedding planner Emmy Watson can’t afford any more disasters if she wants to save her beloved Wishing Bridge Farm. Which is why she puts the best man on lockdown. Unfortunately, he also happens to be the one guy who can make her forget everything except the way his kisses make her feel.

All  Christopher Henderson needs is a fake girlfriend to convince his bosses that his bad boy reputation is  a thing of the past so he can land his dream job. What better place to find said companion than at a wholesome vintage wedding.

The only thing he didn’t count on was seeing Emmy, the woman who dumped him.
The one he hasn’t been able to get off his mind.

 There’s no denying the spark between them, but he’s a globetrotter and she’s a homebody, and falling in love is something neither of them has in their plans.

 

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Emmy needs for this weekend to go perfectly. It’s her first wedding in her new business as a wedding planner and up to this point, things just haven’t been going that great. So she finds herself at the airport to pick up the best man – who ends up drawing the lucky straw and will be staying with her at her farm, since the groom’s brother caused a flood at the inn everyone was staying at, leaving no place for the man to stay.

The last person she wanted and thought she would see was Christopher… the man she had a weekend long fling with, the one time she has ever left town. Good thing he’s not the best man… or is he?

Christopher wasn’t too happy to see the girl who dumped him over a text message but there is still a drawl towards the beautiful girl who stole his heart that weekend 2 years ago. After confessing that he was planning to use the wedding as an opportunity to find a “fake girlfriend” for a future engagement, Emmy is determined to keep Christopher close by and not allow for anything else to go wrong with this wedding.

But fate has a totally different idea for these two… so let the fun begin. Christopher still sees the woman he fell for 2 years ago, but can Emmy let go and let fate step in so she can find the love that she’s always been looking for?

I really loved Emmy and Christopher together. I love small town romances… especially when the “big city” partner comes in and isn’t use the dynamics of the busy body townspeople. Christopher is charming, handsome and just the right amount of sarcastic fun for the closed off but lovable Emmy. This was a cute quick read and I can’t wait for more books in this series.

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“Emmy,” he countered, trying not to be distracted by the delectable sight of her chest rising and falling. “One dance. That’s all I’m asking. For old time’s sake.”

Emmy’s lips twitched, and Christopher could almost see the two sides of her battling before the carefree smile he recognized from their time together in New York appeared. It changed the shape of her face and brought everything about their first meeting slamming into his mind. She stood up, so close that his skin prickled with desire.

“Fine. One dance.”

“Great.” He led her to the small wooden dance floor to the left of where the jazz band was playing. Lewis and Miranda were in the middle, and fanned out all around them were the rest of the bridal party, but all Christopher could see was Emmy.

The music pulsated around them, and even the pale yellow moon above swayed to the beat. He sucked in a breath and pulled her toward him. It was a mistake, and his lungs were filled with the smell of her freshly washed hair and the evening clematis climbing up the crumbling brickwork of the courtyard walls. His arms tightened around her waist, and her bunched, tense muscles seemed to relax as she melted into him. The rest of the world disappeared, and all he was conscious of was her pounding heart as it pressed against his.

This was the woman he’d met two years ago.

And it seems I’m just as helpless around her as I ever was. Which is either a good thing, or a very, very bad one. The verdict’s still out.

As if reading his mind, she turned her face up to him, a soft, suggestive smile tugging at her full mouth. Desire flared through him, and if they were anywhere else he would’ve kissed her without a second’s hesitation. He forced himself to return her smile and simply enjoy the way her body molded his.

It wasn’t until the lead singer announced the name of the next song Christopher even realized the music had stopped. Emmy was the first to recover, and she stepped away, her face flushed and her eyes not quite meeting his.

“Um.” She licked her lips. “I’m not sure that was such a good idea.”

“I hate to disagree with you, but I think it was an excellent idea. And one that should definitely be repeated. You can’t deny that there’s still something between us.” Christopher tried to pull her closer as the next song started, but she folded her arms firmly in front of her. Ironically, it highlighted the soft curves of her body.

At this rate I’m going to need a fire engine to cool me down.

“I’m serious,” she insisted before letting out a soft sigh. “You’re right. There is still something between us, but there’s nowhere it can go. I want to save the farm, and you want to go visit every strange nook and cranny in the universe. Don’t you see? Nothing’s changed.”

“My hair’s longer,” Christopher said, but it was obvious by the way Emmy had pushed her lips into two compact lines, she wasn’t in the joking mood. “I know you like to be organized, and I get that, but aren’t you over thinking this? I mean, shouldn’t we be having the fun first and then move on to the serious conversations about why it would never work?”

“I’m sorry.” The muscles around her jaw tightened. “I think we should just be friends.”

 “Friends that do friendly things together? Like dancing?” he asked in a hopeful voice.

“How about friends that help other friends ensure the groom’s brother doesn’t do anything he might regret?” she countered.

Christopher winced. Ouch. He’d been friend-zoned. Logically, she had a point. She hadn’t changed her mind, and he wouldn’t change his, which meant it was for the best.

If only someone could inform my body of the situation.

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Amanda Ashby was born in Australia but now lives in New Zealand where she writes romance, young adult and middle grade books. She also works in a library, owns far too many vintage tablecloths and likes to delight her family by constantly rearranging
the furniture.

 

She has a degree in English and Journalism from the University of Queensland and is married with two children. Her debut book was nominated for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice award, and her first young adult book was listed in the New York Public Library Stuff for the Teen Age.

Because she’s mysterious she also writes middle grade books under the name, Catherine Holt and hopes that all this writing won’t interfere with her Netflix schedule.
 

 

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