Minutes from marrying...the wrong groom!
Book one of the Maggie & Griffin trilogy
Runaway bride Mayor Maggie Spencer doesnât anticipate the fallout from fleeing her wedding. But both the townâs rival families are in turmoil, and her reputation is in question. And riding to her rescue is her exâs brother! Once, bad boy Griffin Stone ran from challenges, but now, though the timing and the town are against them, heâll have to fightâfor Maggie and their forbidden love.
MICHELLE MAJOR grew up in Ohio but dreamed of living in the mountains. Soon after graduating with a degree in journalism, she pointed her car west and settled in Colorado. Her life and house are filled with one great husband, two beautiful kids, a few furry pets and several well-behaved reptiles. Sheâs grateful to have found her passion writing stories with happy endings. Michelle loves to hear from her readers at michellemajor.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07811-5
FALLING FOR THE WRONG BROTHER
© 2018 Michelle Major
Published in Great Britain 2018
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To Amy: thanks for being a fantastic friend
and co-mom. I couldnât do it without you! XO
Chapter One
Why did wedding dresses have to be so white?
The question flitted through Maggie Spencerâs mind as she hurried down the tree-lined street in Stonecreek, Oregon, the town that had been her familyâs home and passion for over a hundred years. Away from the First Congregational Church, away from her family and friends and from her remorseful, apologetic and cheating fiancé.
Oh, yes. Far away from Trevor Stone.
Hurried might not be the right word. It was difficult to hurry wearing five pounds of satin and lace plus high heels that pinched her feet to the point that she was ready to lop off a baby toe just to ease the pain.
She refused to take off the shoes because the physical discomfort distracted her from the ache in her chest. Tears threatened each time she thought of the repercussions of running away from her wedding five minutes before the ceremony was scheduled to begin.
The clock in the tower overlooking the town square a few blocks away began to chime, echoing the rhythmic lurch in her stomach. The wedding was starting.
Without her.
She gathered bunches of fabric in her hands and draped the dressâs train over one arm. Grammy had insisted on a dress with a train, mainly so Maggieâs younger sister would have a reason to hold it, putting Morgan on display for the good people of Stonecreek.
âIt worked for Pippa,â Grammy had commented drily. âMorganâs backside is just as worthy of going viral if you ask me.â
Although no one needed to ask Grammyâs opinion because she was happy to offer it unsolicited.