Do-or-Die Bridesmaid

By: Julie Miller


Always the bridesmaid,

never a killer’s target...until now.


Back in his hometown for a wedding, Detective Conor Wildman reunites with his ex-girlfriend’s sister, Laura Karr, once the tomboy next door. Now Laura is a beautiful woman...and someone wants her dead. Conor is the man to protect her and catch the killer, but will one heated kiss jeopardize their precious friendship? Or will it prove that he can trust her with his wounded heart?





“I think you caught me off guard again,” he whispered.


“Is that a bad thing?”

“No.” He straightened, and Laura finally gave him the space he needed by releasing him and crossing her arms in front of her. The sun hadn’t come up yet on this blustery February morning, and her skin was suddenly awash with goose bumps. “But I’m not sure what to make of it yet. You’re not...”

“Lisa?”

“I just never thought...” His shoulders lifted with an apologetic shrug. “It was always her.”

She nodded her reluctant acceptance of the facts. “And I remind you of her. That kiss was a trip down memory lane for you.”

“No. You’re not anything like her. That kiss was nothing like anything she and I ever shared.”

But Lisa was the sister he’d loved. She wasn’t anything like the woman he loved. “It’s okay, Conor. I’ve just always...wanted to kiss you.” That much she would confess. “I knew you’d be good at it. We’re cool, though.”

He didn’t look entirely convinced.








CAST OF CHARACTERS

Conor Wildman—This KCPD detective’s sarcasm is a line of defense he’s built around his battered heart. When he attends a wedding, he’s reunited with the girl next door. But Laura Karr isn’t a freckle-faced teenager anymore, and he struggles to reconcile their lifelong friendship with the desire he feels. When a killer targets her, he becomes Laura’s personal protector. But is he willing to risk his heart again?

Laura Karr—Although her friendship with Conor feels as familiar as ever, she’s always wanted something more. But her project to get Conor to see her as a grown woman is derailed when her best friend is murdered. When key evidence falls into Laura’s hands, the murderer sets his sights on her. With a killer in hot pursuit, do Laura and Conor have any chance at a happily-ever-after?

Chloe Wilson—When Laura’s friend turns up dead, her questionable choices become Laura’s problems, too.

Isaac Royal—How jealous can this mild-mannered accountant be?

Vincent Orlando—Chloe’s boyfriend swept her off her feet with money, romance and promises he might not be able to keep.

Marvin Boltz—Vincent’s attorney.

Deputy T.J. Cobb—Is his good-ol’-boy charm covering up something sinister?





Thank you to my readers who were so kind to help me figure out Conor Wildman’s story. I needed a few details on the fly, and you found them for me. I appreciate you taking the time to find the answers I needed from Protection Detail and getting back to me so quickly. You’re the best!

To Anu-Riikka Henriksson, Jeriann Fisher, Kathy Brown, Kay Singletary, LaJuonna Sirk, Danielle DePierre, Mary Birchwood Lawson, Lanita Idrus, Diana Roman and April Fowler.








Prologue


The honor of your presence is requested...

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Conor Wildman skimmed over the details of the wedding invitation. Embossed pink hearts and lilac ribbons adorned the paper and the little RSVP card. This had to be a joke. Only it wasn’t.

It took a lot of gall for his ex to invite him to her wedding.

It took even more gall for said ex to be marrying his former best friend.

But he wasn’t bitter. Conor snorted the hot coffee he was drinking up his nose and cursed. Yeah. That was about how good he felt at reading Joe and Lisa’s names linked together—like a hot, black brew scalding his sinuses.

He should have left yesterday’s mail sitting on the counter and come back to it after work this evening. Better yet, after a drink after work this evening. No. He should have dumped the pale pink envelope in the trash and then skipped straight to the drink after work at the Shamrock Bar where he and his new friends at KCPD often hung out after hours.

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