
Her long hair and boho dress complete the look. She’s just painted daisies on her big toes, as if declaring herself the ultimate flower child. She takes the glass from Everly’s hand and sets it on the coffee table before screwing the cap back on a bottle of eco-friendly nail polish. That’s what I love about you, Everly, Delta snorts. "The state of my checking account was so depressing I was like, eff it, and bought two more bottles," she says. Tonight she is dramatic and drunk.Ī dangerous pairing for any twenty-two-year-old woman. She’s wearing her hair in a messy bun and her nerd-girl glasses contribute to her low-key appearance. Is that the last bottle? Delta asks, as Everly balances all three glasses in her hands and walks back into the living room.Įverly moans as she delivers the drinks. The goal tonight is to forget the reality of the situation she and her two best friends have found themselves in. Grabbing the Prosecco from the fridge, Everly finds three mason jars, pops the cork, and divvies up the bubbly. Don't one-click if you want a tame mail order bride story … this is a classic Frankie Love romance … steamy as hell with a HEAT. *WARNING: This story features a mountain man who knows exactly what he wants. Period.Ĭlearly I have no clue how to be a wife … but it's too late to back out now. Mostly because I'm marrying a stranger and also because I've never dated.

I'm crossing my fingers he's everything I signed up for.īut I may be a little over my head. The agency says this Alaskan mountain man is rich, hot as heck, and willing to pay off my student loans. But honestly, my life could be a helluva lot worse.

Hell, I wanted a wife, but I'm not sure I know how to live with a woman.ĭid I expect to be a mail-order bride at twenty-two? No. In exchange, I'll give her a lifetime of happiness in the form of my c*ck.īut d*mn, Everly's more than I bargained for and I don't think she has any idea what it means to be mine. I want a wife who knows what it means to live off the grid, cook my food, and keep my bed warm. "I'm claiming you as mine, right here, right now."
