Page 103 of Fighting Mr. Knight

I push the door open.

Oh, shit.

Now I wish the floor would swallow me whole.

Michelle Allard and Jack turn to look at me from where they stand close together, facing each other. My jaw drops at her red, demure, sexy-as-hell evening gown.

The outfit I spent so long on this morning pales in comparison.

Jack is in a tuxedo looking painfully handsome. The two hard mounds of ass fill the tuxedo pants perfectly.

His eyes find mine.

My stomach twists, the butterflies dying a slow painful death. The perfect couple on a fucking date. I’m so stupid.

I realise in horror that she has her hands on his chest. Oh God, were they about to kiss?

“I’m sorry for interrupting,” I say, flustered.

“You’re not interrupting,” he says warmly. “Michelle’s doing my tie. I hate doing the damn thing.”

“I know you,” Michelle says pleasantly as her hands rest on his tie. “The bridesmaid.”

“That’s me,” I say with false cheeriness. I should probably be flattered she remembers me. “You look stunning.”

“What did you want, Bonnie?” Jack asks. “Is everything okay?”

“It’s nothing important.” I wave my hand dismissively, taking a step back so I’m up against the door. “Sorry, I don’t want to delay your date.

His brows draw together. “It’s not a date. We’re going to the Lexington hotel awards. It’s a staff event. Go on, Bonnie. How can I help?”

“Jack, we need to go,” Michelle says sharply, still with her hands on his tie. How long does it take a person to do a tie? I resist the urge to hiss at her like a territorial black mamba. “We’re late and you’re giving a speech.”

“The speech can wait another minute,” Jack says dryly. He nods at me. “Go on, Bonnie.”

I’d prefer not to say this under the watch of a supermodel. “Thank you for earlier. Without you, the day would have been a lot harder. That’s all. Thanks. You’re a really great guy, Jack.”

He stares at me with an unreadable expression for a long beat.

“I’m glad I could help,” he finally says in a throaty voice.

“That’s nice,” Michelle snaps. “Can you resume this tomorrow? Jack, your staff are waiting on you. You’re going to let them down.”

I’m out the door before he can reply.

My stomach turns with the biggest revelation of the day and it’s not about Max, Olivia, or even Dad.

Michelle Allard is the luckiest woman in the world tonight.

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Bonnie

Max is spending my wedding night with Olivia. Jack is spending my wedding night with Michelle Allard. I’m spending my wedding night with an Argentinian Malbec and four bearded men living in the Alaskan mountains who need a virgin to share.

Kate:What are you up to now? X

There’s been a steady stream of messages from Kate and Nisha since I left the office. Checking in, just in case I drown myself in Malbec.

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