Road Trip With The Best Man
A jilted bride, a best man…And a journey that will change their lives!With her dream wedding in tatters, Dawn Featherington resolves to track down her errant groom and demand answers. But not trusting her intentions, billionaire best man Cooper Edwards refuses to let her go alone. But with each passing mile, Cooper begins to realise they could be on the road to happy-ever-after!
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A jilted bride, a best man...
And a journey that will change their lives!
With her dream wedding in tatters, Dawn Featherington resolves to track down her errant groom and demand answers. But thereâs one obstacle in her wayâbillionaire best man Cooper Edwards! Not trusting her intentions, the cynical divorcé refuses to let her go alone. But with each passing mile, Cooper begins to realize they could be on the road to happily-ever-after!
SOPHIE PEMBROKE has been dreaming, reading and writing romance ever since she read her first Mills & Boon as part of her English Literature degree at Lancaster University, so getting to write romantic fiction for a living really is a dream come true! Born in Abu Dhabi, Sophie grew up in Wales and now lives in a little Hertfordshire market town with her scientist husband, her incredibly imaginative eight-year-old daughter and her adventurous, adorable two-year-old son. In Sophieâs world, happy is for ever after, everything stops for tea and thereâs always time for one more page...
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07774-3
ROAD TRIP WITH THE BEST MAN
© 2018 Sophie Pembroke
Published in Great Britain 2018
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For everyone who ever wanted to take to the open road and find themselves.
Itâs never too late.
Contents
DAWN FEATHERINGTON STARED down the aisle at the perfect floral arrangements tied to each row of chairs set out on the grass. The string quartet was playing Pachelbelâs Canonâagainâthe officiant smiling serenely at the foot of the pagoda steps. The late-afternoon sun shone down on the manicured lawns of the Californian coastal mansion Justinâs mother had insisted would be the perfect venue for the two hundred and fifty guests they needed to invite, lighting up the delicate white ribbons and lace strung around the pagoda.
Everything looked perfect. Until she turned her attention to the expectant guests, all waiting slightly less patiently than they had been twenty minutes ago, and felt her stomach twist.
Because the only thing missing now was the groom.
Dawn ducked back behind the screens that the venue staff had put in place to keep the bridal partyâs arrival a secret until the last moment. Behind her, her four sisters whispered amongst themselves, their rose-pink silk bridesmaid dresses rustling with them. She couldnât hear what they were saying, but then she didnât really need to.
Can you believe this is happening again?
No. They were wrong. Justin loved her, he wanted to marry her. Heâd hated even having to spend last night in a different hotelâalthough heâd insisted they had to, for traditionâs sake. Heâd be here any moment. Probably.
