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DescriptionThe complete serial novel (Volumes I-VI, 564 pages, 170,000 words).
A marriage of convenience has never been like this.
Just before her eighteenth birthday, the doctors tell Emily she has three months to live. Not much time to complete the bucket list she's had since she was twelve. The first item is the hardest--"Get married"--so she turns to the only man she knows who can help.
Paul, a barely reformed bad boy, has inherited a fortune from his mother, but his life is defined by his conflicted relationship with his father--a white-collar, organized-crime boss who, thanks to Paul, is being brought up on federal charges. Without Emily's testimony, his father might walk, so Paul agrees to her unconventional proposal. He'll be her husband for her last three months.
They agree that she'll testify against his father and he'll help her complete her bucket list. It's not supposed to be a true marriage. No consummation. No future. No love.
She's supposed to die, after all, and love might not be enough.
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Excerpt:It was probably a sign that this marriage was a mistake, but he’d gone too far to renege on their agreement now.
The elevator finally arrived on their floor, and they both got in. As they waited for the doors to close, Emily said, “I’m sorry I was snippy. I know you were just trying to help.”
Paul relaxed a little, verifying from her expression that she was sincere. “I’ll try not to coddle you too much,” he told her, half-smiling at his use of her word. “As long as you’ll let me take reasonable steps to make sure you’re taken care of, as part of my role in this marriage.”
Emily nodded, looking away from him as if something he’d said had made her feel self-conscious.
“And speaking of that,” he added, deciding he might as well get this next thing over with too. He reached into his pocket.
She gazed up at him with eyes that looked bigger and bluer because her face was so pale. He was distracted at the thought that she might be sick even though she didn’t have a fever.
“What is it, Paul?” she asked, a faint impatience reflected in her expression.
He fiddled with a little velvet pouch until the ring came out. “I thought you might want an engagement ring, since we’re now legally allowed to be engaged.”
Emily wordlessly stared down at the ring he extended.
He’d found the ring for her yesterday, since he assumed she would want the entire wedding experience, of which an important feature for women was the ring.
He’d gone to the jeweler he normally used for women’s gifts, thinking he’d just get her a basic diamond solitaire. But the manager had been thrilled at his unexpected engagement and had asked question after question about what Emily was like and what she might want, so he’d eventually had to come to a real conclusion about the kind of ring that would suit her.
He’d finally landed on the ring he was now presenting to her. The band was a delicate twining of gold and platinum, intricately filigreed and nestling an emerald with small diamonds on either side.
He thought the ring was stunning and had more character than the generic diamond solitaires on platinum bands everyone seemed to favor now. It had felt like Emily to him.
But he started to feel rather self-conscious when she just stood frozen in the elevator and stared at it.
He cleared his throat.
“I didn’t know,” she breathed, her eyes never leaving the ring, “I mean, I didn’t think you’d get me a ring.”
“Well, why not?” Ridiculously, he felt almost offended.
“I don’t know. I just have three months to wear it.”
“Then you better start now.” When she still didn’t take it, he added, “I thought maybe you’d like something different, but I can get you a more traditional diamond if—”
“No!” she burst out, “This is beautiful. But it’s too much.”
“It’s not too much.” Since he felt like an idiot holding out the ring she refused to accept, he moved it back to the same hand as the velvet pouch.
The elevator stopped on a floor, but the doors opened and closed without anyone coming on.
“It must have been really expensive,” she said, when it was clear no one else was getting on the elevator with them. Her eyes strayed back down to the ring. “Although I guess you can sell it back, after I…”
Paul almost choked on his indignation. “I’m not going to sell it back. It’s yours. I bought it for you. Do you want the damned ring or not?”
Reader Reviews (1)
Submitted By: heyya on Jan 19, 2014Really enjoyed book. At 500+ pages you get to know the characters, and are able to get a fully fleshed out story. Characters given the chance to get to know each other and make you care.
Listed: Volumes I-VIBy: Noelle Adams