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My Best Friends Wedding by Copyright 1999/2001 All rights reserved to the author No copying in any form electronically or by any given means without the expressed written consent of the author
Soft-spoken words swirled near her ear. "Six months, ten days, and eleven hours." "Doesn't sound long enough." Strong arms closed the distance between their bodies; the silent action an assured retaliation. "Excuse me for pining." Eight minutes, she thought, when its over I'll be the first maid-of-honor to murder the bride over the longest 'their song' in history. "You accused me of fooling around." "No, I pointed out Brian was a shark -- you didn't see it the same way." "And that's why we're at his wedding?" Forget the bride, I'll kill the best-man I'm dancing with first. Cristy craned her head back expecting to meet bitter resentment. Instead, dark sapphire revealed too many raw emotions her own heart mirrored. If only he'd given her the chance to explain before he left the party those months ago -- it was just a brief peck under the mistletoe for-peat's-sake -- a chaste one designed to make Patricia give Brian the time of day since their last tiff. Of course she voiced reservations about the deception, but Brian begged he needed to do something "Fine. I should've clubbed you over the head and dragged you back to my cave." "For a kiss on the cheek?"
My Best Friends Wedding (continued)
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