Wicked Wedding, an all-new
sexy standalone novel, from New York
Times and USA Today bestselling author Sawyer Bennett is available NOW!
It all started with a wedding…
Well, three weddings, to be exact. The one that happened,
the one that went up in flames, and the one nobody saw coming.
Andrew Collings has seen a lot of things living in Vegas.
Hell, he’s done a lot of things. But one thing he’s never witnessed is a beautiful
brunette, hitchhiking her way into the city, wearing a wedding dress. Until
now, that is.
Brynne Adams is running away from a broken heart. She
expected a lot of things from her wedding day but finding photos of her fiancé
and maid of honor and best man in a compromising position wasn’t one of them.
She most certainly never imagined that she’d end up marrying the handsome
stranger that rescued her from the side of the road that day.
Andrew and Brynne’s quick nuptials may have been the
result of a drunken joke, but they soon realize that love can be found in the
most unlikely of places if you just stop and take a chance.
* Wicked Wedding is the fourth STANDALONE NOVEL in the
LEFT AT THE ALTAR series in a collaboration of six New York Times Bestselling Authors: J. S. Scott, Ruth Cardello,
Raine Miller, Sawyer Bennett, Minx Malone, and Melody Anne.
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OUR REVIEW:
Excerpt:
Wicked Wedding is the 4th book in the ‘Left at the
Alter’ series all written by different authors. Bennett took this story and
made it a fantastic 2nd chance love story.
Andrew has had all types of relationships and after stopping his
3-way sexual connection with his best friends he wasn’t looking for anything.
When Andrew spot a runaway bride walking down the side of the road he couldn’t
help but stop, spending the evening drinking and talking with a very gorgeous
woman Andrew decides to throw caution to the wind and dive straight in.
Brynne was all set, wearing the wedding gown she dreamed about
since she was a little girl then 1 text message changed everything. Finding out
your fiancé had cheated on you minutes before your due to walk down the isle
results in a quick dash from the venue and at the alter with someone that isn’t
your original fiancé.
Andrew and Brynne had a whirl wind start, although they didn’t
know each other for long they had a connection that lead to both of them
continuing their relationship.
This is the first Sawyer Bennett novel I have read and I really
enjoyed it, the dual POV’s gave me insight into both their thinking and left me
day dreaming about finding the perfect guy on the side of the road instead of a
serial killer. I haven’t read the previous 3 books in the series and I will be
going back to the start as I can imagine the rest of the series is just as
good.
Ratings;
Plot: 5/5
Characters: 5/5
Heat: 5/5
Writing Style: 5/5
Overall: 5/5
Excerpt:
“Let me prop the door open and I’ll carry you
over the threshold,” I tell Brynne as I press the keycard against the magnetic
reader.
She giggles, a sound I normally find grating
on a grown woman, but on Brynne it’s charming. Her cheeks are flushed, and her
eyes are still sparkling with energy.“Well,you are very Thor-like, so a girl
would be crazy to refuse to be carried over the threshold by her husband.”
That’s right. I’m her husband, but let’s
rewind just a bit to detail how this all went down.
It took me exactly fifteen minutes and three phone
calls to set things up, just as I promised her.
The first call was to the nicest, swankiest Vegas
chapel that I could find with a Google search. I was advised we’d have to
obtain a license at the Las Vegas Marriage Bureau for the low price of
seventy-five dollars, and I wasn’t surprised in the least to learn it was open
twenty-four hours a day on the weekends. I was able to arrange a limousine to
pick us up, as well as an explosion of flowers within the chapel itself. When I
gave my credit card number to the woman, I told her to go crazy on decor, but I
specifically requested white calla lilies for the bride bouquet because Brynne
told me those were her favorites.
The second call was to a jeweler where I was
able to purchase two very simple wedding bands in gold. It’s a detail I
probably could have ignored considering we both knew this was just for fun, but
fuck it. I’m rich, which means I have the ability to make this as nice as I can
for Brynne.
The third call was to my attorney, who
explained annulment laws and assured me it was a fairly straightforward
process. I’d have to institute the action—called a complaint—and if Brynne
waives service, we can present our annulment request to the court to be
approved after twenty days. It wasn’t immediate, but twenty days was nothing in
the grand scheme of things.
By the time we took a limo to the marriage bureau,
stood in line for about thirty minutes with other like minded folks, and then
made our way to the chapel, we’d sobered up quite a bit.
“You sure you want to do this?” she asked me
just before we went in.“I mean… it was a fun notion when we were a little more
buzzed.”
“Hell yes,” I’d told her with a devilish
grin.“Mostly so we can send a picture to the whore and the asshole.”
Her laugh was sparkling and beautiful and just
a little evil, which made her infinitely more attractive to me.“It’s all in
good fun with no risk,” I’d added on to assure her.
So we went in, both of us grinning like fools
during the ceremony. It felt fake, because it was fake, but in some respects,
it’s the most real thing I’ve ever done. Because what we were doing had real
purpose. It was to give Brynne and her glorious wedding dress a moment to
shine.
It became even more real when the minister—who
was not dressed like Elvis, but was very dapper in a dark gray suit with an
old-fashioned cravat tied at his neck—told us in a very cultured voice,“You may
kiss the bride.”
Fuck.
I hadn’t thought about the kiss.
I mean, I’d thought of kissing her because
she’s sexy and vibrant and smiling despite the fact she was shit on hard today.
But I hadn’t thought about the“wedding kiss”. Because even though this is all
fake, somehow a man giving us formal permission to put our mouths together to
seal our marriage vows makes it very fucking real.
There was no hesitation. When my lips touched hers and
she gave a tiny huff of pleasure, I realized I wanted to consummate this fake
marriage very badly.
I did not, however, know if Brynne felt the
same. Because today would probably go down as the worst and weirdest of her
life, I wasn’t going to push. Instead, I took her out for a radically expensive
late dinner and then we hit a popular jazz club where we listened to music.
And then it happened.
A slow song was played. A bluesy number people
just sort of sway to, and I asked her to dance with me.
She accepted.
It was Brynne who kissed me. Slid her delicate
fingers into my hair, went to her tiptoes in her gray tennis shoes with teal-blue
accents, and pressed her mouth to mine. My mind reeled, and my cock started to
twitch to attention as we swayed and kissed. The words were forming in my mind
on how best to invite her into my bed without sounding like an opportunistic
douche, but then it didn’t matter.
She pulled her mouth from mine, relaxing and
tipping her head back to see me.“If we have sex tonight, does that ruin our
chances of getting an annulment?”
I had no fucking clue what the answer was. It
had never crossed my mind I might actually get the chance to fuck her, so I
didn’t ask my attorney.
“Not that I know of,” I hedge. At least I
didn’t flat-out lie to her.
“Good,” she said with a smile.“Let’s go to my
hotel room.”
About Sawyer:
Since the
release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013,
Sawyer Bennett has released multiple books, many of which have appeared on the
New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestseller lists.
A reformed
trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create
relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult
to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about
everyone.
Sawyer likes
her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of
the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur,
stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active daughter, as well
as full-time servant to her adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of
others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or even
better, both.
Sawyer also
writes general and women’s fiction under the pen name S. Bennett and sweet
romance under the name Juliette Poe.
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