Accidentally Ever After

hing was the faint scent of expensive cologne clinging to the pillow her face was half-buried in. And the third-oh

es sho

r too expensive for her modest freelance photographer's budget. Sunlight poured in through massive floor-to-cei

ght, clutching the sheet to her chest, a

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framed a chiseled jawline, and his sculpted chest rose and fell with each slow, steady breath. Everything about him screa

s complet

at herself and realized, to her horror, that she was wearing noth

work assignment-a high-profile tech gala in Las Vegas. She'd been snapping photos of billionaires and t

s m

as flashes of the ni

? Something like that. There had been laughter, a private conversation on a

th

. The

of clothes on the floor-hers and his-strewn in a way that suggested last night had been... eve

ng so

her husband, if the ring on her finger was anything to go by-propped up on one elbow, h

aid stupidly, clutchi

meone who just woke up," he replied,

ation. "Who are you? What th

n eyebrow. "You

ignore the way her body reacted to his deep voice. "But n

usly perfect torso. "The name's Xander Hawthorne," he said smoothly. "And as

wthorne? As in the tech billiona

be fair, you didn't seem too concerned about m

d. "I think I remember you be

a great story to tell your friends," he c

dn't be happening. She was a careful, practical person. Sure, she'd had a little t

" she said, her voice

eone in his position. "First step: annulment. We

d, relief flood

htstand. He picked it up, frowned at the

na asked, su

zed by his nakedness. Sienna's eyes involuntarily dropped t

ed to his ear. "No, I didn't think it would be an issue," he snapped at wh

d her eyes. "W

her, his expression unreadable.

k. "What kind o

hair. "He put a clause in it that requires me to be married for

h falling open. "You're tellin

the future of my busi

y. "You've got to be kidding me! This was suppo

either," Xander said, his voice tightening. "B

ng the room. "No, no, no. T

Look, I don't like this any more than you do. But if we play along for six months, we can b

"What do

ne matter-of-fact. "And I'll fund that pho

m of opening her own studio? Then she remembered their balcony conve

hough the thought of finally being free from h

o a knowing smile. "You'r

needed the money. Badly. And as much as she hated the idea of being trapped in a

inally, her voice shakin

nd, his expression s

took it reluctantly. His grip was warm and fi

e. Completely,

shake the feeling that her life was about to get a whole lot more co

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