Married By Midnight
One unforgettable kiss from Nick Hastings had ended Amanda Van Patton's girlhood and ruined her for other men. Now he'd married her, but only to win some benighted wager! Well, if he expected her to adorn his bed like a spanking new trophy, he was in for a rude awakening. For as of their wedding night, all bets were off…!A whirlwind courtship won Nick Hastings both a bride and a bet he barely remembered making. But unless he could convince his indignant, impassioned Amanda to take a chance on love, their firecracker physical chemistry would go snap, crackle…stop!
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“Do you routinely have so many women in your bedchamber?”
“Only ones I’m related to.” His grin turned devilish. “Unfortunately.”
The heat inside Amanda boiled, spread through her, weakening her knees. The mere presence of this man two feet away called to her, urged her to move closer, as if he somehow held a power over her she could not resist.
And didn’t want to resist.
“So, anyway,” Nick said, “I came to apologize for my state of dress just now.”
“The lack of it, you mean?”
He grinned again. “Yes. I hope you weren’t offended.”
“Traumatized beyond recovery,” Amanda declared. “I’ll probably have to spend the rest of the day in bed.”
His grin blossomed into a full smile and his gaze dipped to her toes, then rose to her face once more in a swift, hot sweep.
Amanda’s cheeks burned as his gaze caressed her….
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Contents
Chapter One
Los Angeles, 1896
Another wedding. Her third in as many months. Could she really be expected to show excitement about yet another trip down the aisle?
At least none of the weddings had been her own.
Trying to look interested in the chatter of the three other young women in the bedchamber, Amanda Van Patton eased onto the foot of her friend’s bed and gripped the carved post. Trousseaus, invitations, china patterns. Amanda feared she might scream if she heard those words one more time.
“ Oh, and look at this.” Cecilia Hastings, the bride-to-be, pulled another trousseau gown from her massive redwood closet and held it in front of her.
It was a promenade dress, pale teal with a matching parasol and hat that Amanda admitted would look wonderful on Cecilia, with her dark hair and green eyes. Another round of “ oohs” and “ aahs” rippled from the other women. Amanda managed an “ oh, lovely.”
Perhaps if she weren’t so tired she might enjoy this impromptu fashion show, she decided, as Cecilia emerged from her closet with a lavender-and-ivory afternoon dress. Amanda had just arrived at the Hastings mansion in the West Adams district of Los Angeles, making the trip from her home in San Francisco in her uncle’s private railroad car. She had already had a busy day before she’d set out on this journey.
“ Oh, it’s darling,” she murmured as Cecilia presented another promenade dress. While the other two women in the room—friends of Cecilia’s whose names Amanda had already forgotten—fawned over the pink creation and its wide-brimmed, white hat with matching flowers, Amanda kept her seat.
No, she wasn’t tired, she admitted to herself. Only bored.
She glanced out the window at the moonlight illuminating the darkness and wondered how much longer she’d have to sit here before she could tactfully retire for the evening.
And why shouldn’t she be bored? She’d just gone through this with her cousins—twice.
Since she was thirteen, Amanda had lived with her aunt and uncle and their four daughters in their Nob Hill mansion. Uncle Philip’s wealth had given the family the best of everything—culminating in her cousins’ weddings.
The twins, a few years younger than Amanda, had married within weeks of each other. Prior to that the Van Patton household had been in chaos for an entire year. Flower selection, dressmakers, menus, musicians and the endless stream of tedious details required to stage a wedding had been the topic of conversation morning, noon and night.
As a bridesmaid for both of her cousins, Amanda had been dragged through each facet of the planning. She’d managed to keep a smile on her face—in public, anyway—through the whole ordeal. She wasn’t sure she could do it much longer.
She drew in a fortifying breath as Cecilia whirled around the bedchamber holding a pale yellow ball gown in front of her, and the other young women broke into applause.
