Unveiling The Bridesmaid
Best Man for the Bridesmaid!A devastating accident left Hope McKenzie sole carer for her little sister. So now her sister is engaged, Hope will do all she can to organise the wedding – even if that means dealing with reluctant Best Man, Gael O’Connor!Famous New York artist Gael has spent his life observing his parents’ affairs – he’s convinced love is a sham. But, spending time with shy Hope, he coaxes her out of her shell. And soon wonders if this beautiful bridesmaid is what he’s been missing all along!
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Best man for the bridesmaid!
A devastating accident left Hope McKenzie the sole carer for her little sister. So now that her sister is engaged, Hope will do all she can to organize the weddingâeven if that means dealing with reluctant best man Gael OâConnor!
Famous New York artist Gael has spent his life observing his parentsâ affairsâheâs convinced love is a sham. But in spending time with shy Hope, he coaxes her out of her shell. And soon wonders if this beautiful bridesmaid is what heâs been missing all along!
Jessica Gilmoreâs magical duet
The Life Swap
Embracing a new lifeâ¦discovering a new love!
Meet Maddison Carter, New York socialite, and Hope McKenzie, English homebody. These two women couldnât be more different, but for six months they will be swapping jobs, swapping homes and swapping lives! And in doing so theyâll meet two men who will turn their worlds upside downâ¦
Read Maddisonâs story in
In the Bossâs Castle and Hopeâs story in Unveiling the Bridesmaid Both available now!
Last year I was lucky enough to spend a few days in New York. I was at a conference and spent far too much time in air-conditioned rooms with no daylightâit was a real shock when I emerged into the hot, sunny, humid city! But I did manage to find time to wander into Central Park, visit Bloomingdales and party at the Waldorf Astoria. I left vowing to return soonâand to set a book there. Luckily my very next book was the second in my Life Swap duet, and so if Maddison, heroine of In the Bossâs Castle, had left New York for London, then Hope McKenzie, her job-swap partner, must be in the Big Apple!
Hope thinks that her six-month stay in New York is the perfect time to reinvent herself, but three months in sheâs realizing that it takes more than a change of address and a new look to make a real change. But when her beloved sister, Faith, asks her to organize a whirlwind wedding and enlist the help of artist Gael OâConnor, Hope finds herself confronting some uncomfortable truths about her past, her life and her heart. Meanwhile, Gael has been quite happy with his solitary existence, and the last thing he needs is some buttoned-up English girl turning his world upside downâor so he thinks.
I really loved writing this story, partly because of the wonderfully glamorous setting but mostly because Gael and Hope were such a delight to discover. I do hope you love them as much as I do.
Jessica x
A former au pair, bookseller, marketing manager and seafront trader, JESSICA GILMORE now works for an environmental charity in York, England. Married with one daughter, one fluffy dog and two dog-loathing cats, she spends her time avoiding housework and can usually be found with her nose in a book. Jessica writes emotional romance with a hint of humour, a splash of sunshine and a great deal of delicious foodâand equally delicious heroes!
For Kristy, roommate, cocktail enabler and partner in crime extraordinaire.
Hereâs to many more RWA conferencesâand another evening in the rum bar some day. xxx
Contents
BEEP, BEEP, BEEEEEP.
Hope McKenzie muttered and rolled over, reaching out blindly to mute her alarm, her hand scrabbling to find the âoffâ button, the âpauseâ button, the âPlease make it stop right nowâ button. Only... Hang on a second... She didnât have an alarm clock here in New York; she used her phone on the rare occasions when the sun, traffic and humidity didnât wake her first. So what was that noise? And why wouldnât it stop?
Beeeeeep.
Whatever it was, it was getting more and more insistent, and louder by the second. Hope pushed herself up, every drowsy limb fighting back as she swung her legs over the metal frame of the narrow daybed and staggered to her feet, glancing at the watch on her wrist. Five-thirty a.m. She blinked, the small room swimming into dim focus, still grey with predawn stillness, the gloom broken only by the glow of the street light, a full floor below her sole window.
Beeeeeep.
It wasnât a fire alarm or a smoke alarm. There were no footsteps pounding down the stairs of the apartment building, no sirens screeching outside, just the high insistent beep coming from the small round table in the window bay. No, coming from her still-open laptop on the small round table in the window bay.
âWhat the...?â Hope stumbled the few short steps to the table and turned the laptop around to face her. The screen blared into life, bright colour dazzling her still-half-closed eyes, letters jumbling together as she blinked again, rubbing her eyes with one sleepy hand until the words swam into focus.
Faith calling. Accept?
Faith? At this time? Was she in trouble? Hurt? Wait, where was she? Had she left Europe yet? Maybe sheâd been framed for drug smuggling? Maybe she had been robbed and lost all her money? Why had Hope left her to travel alone? Why had she swanned off to New York for six months while her baby sister was out there by herself alone and vulnerable? With a trembling hand Hope pressed the enter key to accept the call, pushing her hair out of her eyes, scanning the screen anxiously and pulling up the low neckline of the old, once-white vest top she slept in.
