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Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19661 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)

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Piper is a florist and the groom who’s wedding she's arranging flowers for is the man of her dreams.
After the groom is jilted, him and Piper get to talking.
How crazy would it be if they took a chance on love?
Can a wild turn of events + a crazy ex-bride + a chance to get wed and bred = a HEA?

*wedding at first sight
*breeding
*no protection
*alpha male
*heroine with ideas of her own
*heat scorching

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

1

PIPER

There’s a beautiful archway over the doors of the church. An assortment of roses, both red and white, zigzagging over the vine, with a huge blossom right in the middle. Small lilies fill in around the bigger flowers, really bringing a colorful design together.

I’m proud of my work. Even if the bride is not.

Crossing my arms with satisfaction, I pace, ready to work on the next step of the project I’d been contracted for. This church will be transformed into a gorgeous garden when I’m all done with it, something that anyone with any sense would be thrilled to be married in.

I really love my job.

The colors and fragrances of the flowers are like my paintbrush, and the arrangements I make with them are my easel. I can go crazy and make something beautiful, and the best part is I get to see the looks on the faces of the happy brides and grooms who are delighted with my work.

It’s the best part of the job, and also the worst.

I’m constantly exposed to happy couples, at the height of their passion. Seeing them nuzzle up to one another, playfully giggling at the idea of starting their lives together. A whole lot of the brides are showing off their baby bumps too, their new families not coming too much after their weddings.

It inspires a mad jealousy in me. Why couldn’t it be me in that flowing white gown? With a guy good enough to keep? Why couldn’t it be me with that swelling stomach, anticipating the new life that I’m carrying, and how things will be so much different soon?

I’ve always wanted that, yet here I am, almost thirty and not even close to being married and having kids. I mean, I guess I could have kids without the guy. Finding some random man to be a sperm donor and then never seeing him again isn’t exactly hard. I get my fair share of dates, so turning them into one-night stands is just a little further than I usually go on a first date.

But that doesn’t feel right. It’s not fair to the guy, for one, and two, my dream is to be loved from all directions, and having people to care for all around me. It isn’t just about having a kid by myself.

Although I’d love to have as many as I can once everything else is in place. It could be a whole lot of fun building a great big family with a man who loves us.

I sigh, leaning on my hand on a tall table. The man in this particular couple tickles me in all the right ways. Luke Black, as he introduced himself. He’s all the cliches, tall, dark, handsome, piercing blue eyes, and a voice that would have made me melt into a puddle if I wasn’t so dedicated to being a professional.

Plus, by his side is his fiancée, Ophelia. A pretty little blonde woman wearing huge sunglasses so it’s less obvious that she is looking down at me from high above. Everything about her screams spoiled brat, undeserving of a real man like Luke.

I may be a bit harsh when it comes to my evaluation of her. Just a bit. But she hasn’t actually done much to prove me wrong. She’s definitely been a bridezilla, nitpicking each and every bit of my suggested designs until she finally declared them ‘acceptable.’

Ugh.

They’re at the altar now. He’s been following her around as she judges every bit of the wedding, probably with the same vitriol she gave to me.

I tap the table. I wonder if there’s any chance of me actually making good on my end of the pact I made with my best friend, Olivia.

Two months ago, Olivia and I were at a birthday party for our other friend Tabitha’s one-year-old daughter, Chloe. Liv and I were surrounded by all of our other friends’ blossoming families, all of them married and either pregnant or already caring for infants. Jealousy plagued the two of us and hit us hard.

So, in her classic all-or-nothing attitude, Liv proposed we swear to be wed and bred by Chloe’s second birthday. To go after this as hard as we possibly can.

I thought she was crazy. But I like to entertain her madness, and really? It sounded good to me.

Then she went and got married literally days later to some guy she met at a coffee shop who was totally into the instant marriage thing. The stars aligned for her, something that only happens once in a millennium.

I’ve met her husband. He’s a nice guy, and they have passion for one another. They are wildly head-over-heels in love. I’m expecting a call any day now from Olivia telling me that she’s pregnant. Probably screaming with joy right after she does so.

Lucky woman. I get to be jealous of her too now, on top of everyone else in our friend circle.

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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16810 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)

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When she meets Cameron she quickly learns this man wants the exact same thing.
Throwing caution to the wind, these two head to the courthouse.
But there are some negatives to marrying a man you just met.
Can these two make it work or are they going to pull out before they’ve even had a chance to try?

*wedding at first sight
*breeding
*no protection
*alpha male
*heroine with ideas of her own
*heat scorching

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

1

OLIVIA

“Aunt Olivia?”

A young girl of about four years tugs on my dress. I kneel down and pat her on the head. “Yes, Charlotte?”

She isn’t my officially my niece. No, just one of my friend’s daughters, who calls me an aunt. I don’t mind it, even if I don’t think myself tight enough with Rebecca to be called such a thing.

Charlotte looks up at me with the starry-eyed gaze that only a child can manage. “Where’s your wedding ring?”

I smile back at her nervously. “I don’t have one, sweetie.”

“But you’re old.” I wince at her childlike words, knowing there was no venom behind them. “And people as old as you have husbands.”

I push a strand of my hair back on my head, grinning nervously. We’re at a first birthday party for Chloe, the daughter of my dear friend Tabitha. And here I am, a childless and single woman who would never duck out on something so important to a friend.

But to say it doesn’t stir up certain feelings of jealousy inside me would just be lying to myself.

“Not everyone gets married so soon, sweetie. It takes time to find the right person for you. And then it takes more time to make sure they’re the right person.”

“But all the other old people have husbands and wives. I don’t get it.”

“It involves a lot of stuff I’m not sure your mother wants me to tell you about just yet.”

“Oh. Okay. I hope you find your husband too before you get really, really old like Grandma.”

I force a smile, trying not to be too angry at someone who doesn’t know any better.

I’m twenty-nine years old. Not even thirty yet. Old isn’t a word that’s meant for me.

I get up and walk away from Charlotte, and she runs off and plays with the other toddlers and young children. I grab a soda out of the mini fridge and crack it open, wishing it was a lot more alcoholic than it is.

Kids. Kids everywhere. Tabitha invited everyone from her college circle to the party, which is about a dozen women. Ten of them are already hitched, and all of them are in the process of building their families, be it caring for babies already or simply eating for two.

One of Tabitha’s friends joins me by my side, cracking open their own soda. “Maybe I should get one of those flasks, the ones you can store whiskey in, and I could slip some into my drink without anyone asking any questions.”

I smile her way. “You really think it’s the best idea to be drunk at a kid’s party, Piper?”

“Probably not the best idea. But it’s a fun one. Good and fun sometimes don’t go together.”

I shake my head. “As much as I’d love to be a drunken wreck of a spinster, I think I’d enjoy my life more if I was like everyone else.”

“Gotta be a conformist, huh?” Piper sips her drink. “I guess everyone gets hitched for a reason. It makes them happier in the long run. This whole dating and breaking up cycle that goes on endlessly isn’t exactly the healthiest thing.”

“We’re almost thirty,” I say. “We gotta get our shit together, Piper. We’re young, attractive, smart women. We’re incredibly eligible bachelorettes. Guys should be climbing over themselves to have us.”

“Yeah, we got plenty of options, but none of the options are really worth a damn. My last three boyfriends had handsome faces but were useless in the bedroom. And then they got pissy when I tried to tell them what to do. Can’t teach someone who doesn’t want to be taught.”

“I’m almost willing to settle at this point.” I look at the kids running around. All the babies. All the happy mothers, and the fathers too. “I feel like I’m being left behind. I still feel like a stupid teenager when all of our friends are grown-ups with families.”

“Don’t be so down on yourself, Olivia, you’re not too far behind. People are marrying later and later in life. Having kids later and later too. We still have a good ten years and some change if we want families.”

“I don’t want to wait that long. Do you want to wait that long? Do you want to be pushing forty and still single, wondering where all the time went?”

Her shoulders sink. “Not really. Sounds like all this is making you a tad baby crazy, though.”

“Just a bit. We’re the last two girls standing, Piper. No one else will be left to catch the bouquet when we get married.”

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