âI donât remember giving you permission to touch me,â Jasmine said.
Instead of releasing her Jake slid his fingers down to the bones of her wrists and encircled them like a pair of gentle handcuffs.
Jasmine tested his hold, but all that did was take him with her to the door frame, which was just an inch or so behind her. She pressed her back against it for stabilityâbecause right then her legs werenât doing such a great job of holding her upright. He was now so close she could see the individual pinpricks of stubble along his jaw and around his nose and mouth. She could feel their breath intermingling. His muscle-packed thighs were within a hairâs breadth of hers, his booted feet toe to toe with her bare ones.
âWh-what are you doing?â she said, in a voice she barely recognised as her own.
His eyes went to her mouth, lingering there for endless heart-stopping seconds. âEver wondered what would happen if we kissed?â
Like just about every day for the last seven years.
âYouâd get your face slapped, thatâs what.â
A smile hitched up one side of his mouth.
âYeah, thatâs what I thought.â
Scandal is this familyâs middle name!
With notoriously famous parents, the Ravensdale children grew up in the limelight. But nothing could have prepared them for this latest scandal⦠the revelation of a Ravensdale love-child!
Londonâs most eligible siblings find themselves in the eye of their own paparazzi storm. Theyâre determined to fight backâthey just never factored in falling in love tooâ¦!
Find out what happens in Julius Ravensdaleâs story
Ravensdaleâs Defiant Captive December 2015
Miranda Ravensdaleâs story
Awakening the Ravensdale Heiress January 2016
Jake Ravensdaleâs story
Engaged to the Ravensdale Enemy April 2016
And finally watch out for Katherineâs story
The Most Scandalous Ravensdale May 2016
An avid romance reader, MELANIE MILBURNE loves writing the books that gave her so much joy as she was busy getting married to her own hero and raising a family. Now a USA TODAY bestselling author, she has won several awardsâincluding the Australian Readersâ Association most popular category/series romance in 2008 and the prestigious Romance Writers of Australia R*BY award in 2011.
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To Monique Scott. You left an indelible mark on our family, enriching our lives in so many fabulous ways. You are the daughter I never had. You are the most amazing young woman, a gorgeous mother, and a wonderful friend. Love always. xxxx
CHAPTER ONE
IT WASNâT GIVING back the engagement ring Jasmine Connolly was most worried about. She had two more sitting in her jewellery box in her flat in Mayfair above her bridal-wear shop. It was the feeling of being rejected. Again. What was wrong with her? Why wasnât she good enough? She hadnât been good enough for her mother. Why did the people she cared about always leave her?
But that wasnât all that had her stomach knotting in panic. It was attending the winter wedding expo next weekend in the Cotswolds as a singleton. How could she front up sans fiancé? She might as well turn up at the plush hotel sheâd booked months and months ago with âloserâ written on her forehead. She had so looked forward to that expo. After a lot of arm-twisting she had secured a slot in the fashion parade. It was her first catwalk show and it had the potential to lead to bigger and more important ones.
But it wasnât just about designing wedding gowns. She loved everything to do with weddings. The commitment to have someone love you for the rest of your life, not just while it was convenient or while it suited them. Love was supposed to be for ever. Every time she designed a gown she stitched her own hopes into it. What if she never got to wear one of her own gowns? What sort of cruel irony would that be?
She glanced at her empty ring finger where it was gripping the steering wheel. She wished sheâd thought to shove on one of her spares just so she didnât have to explain to everyone that she wasâto quote Mylesââtaking a breakâ.
It didnât matter how he termed it, it all meant the same thing as far as Jaz was concerned. She was dumped. Jilted. Cast off. Single.
Forget about three times a bridesmaid, she thought sourly. What did it mean if you were three times a dumped fiancée?
It meant you sucked at relationships. Really sucked.
Jaz parked the car in her usual spot at Ravensdene, the family pile of the theatre-royalty family where she had grown up as the gardenerâs daughter and surrogate sister to Miranda Ravensdale and her older twin brothers, Julius and Jake.