Copyright Patricia McLinn
First Published 1992
I now pronounce you husband and wife . . .
Grady Roberts felt as if he’d been hearing that phrase more often lately than “Have a nice day.”
It still echoed in his head as the reception shifted from the dinner phase to the dancing phase.
He smiled reflexively at the knockout redhead who’d ignored her date to make eyes at him as he’d sat with the others at the head table. She was truly a knockout. He was stupid to let it bother him that she looked at him like a succulent chocolate dessert she wanted to devour.