Caribbean Cowboy: Under the Caribbean Sun, Book 4 by Jenna Bayley-Burke Read Free Book Online Page A

Spontaneity is my new middle name.”
    Except Holly planned everything, and when something dared not follow her design, her revenge was swift and deadly. That determination had led her to be the first of the brood to leave Alaska for college, to dare to live on the East Coast and to start a clothing line on a bikini-string budget. She visualized the outcome she wanted and did whatever it took to make it real.
    Realization hit him right in the solar plexus and he reached for her arm. “You’re pregnant. That’s why you’ve planned a wedding with two weeks notice.”
    She shrugged him off and covered her middle with her hands. “Shut your mouth, Nik, or I will bust out your teeth.”
    “Jesus, I was only half serious.”
    “We are in a church, Nik.”
    He crossed himself and stepped close enough to whisper. Their father would be back any minute to escort her down the aisle. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
    “Oh, Nik.” She took his hands in hers. “Marrying Harm was inevitable, getting pregnant only changed our timeline, not our commitment to be together. I want this. I am a little worried about why it has you so worked up.”
    “I’ll get used to it, sis.” Being supportive was his job where his siblings were concerned. Maybe it was the finality of a wedding, or that he’d had his world upended last night by a relative stranger, or that he was on the cusp of making the biggest investment of his life and buying a ranch of his own. Nerves got to him like those last seconds before a bungee jump. Even though logic all but guaranteed things would work out, he had a nagging feeling there was a snag somewhere.
    “Well, hurry up.” She squeezed his hands and released them. “I expect you to be smiling in all the pictures. Oh, and I need a favor.”
    “Anything.” She checked her face in the mirror again, and he just managed not to laugh.
    “I need you and the rest of our band of brothers to dance with Janny at the reception. You know, my friend from Anguilla. She left the rehearsal early last night and I want to make sure she has a good time.”
    He nearly choked on his tongue but managed to cover by clearing his throat. He hoped.
    “I know, you all hate to be set up and blah, blah, blah. It’s not a set up. She’s not looking to bag an Alaskan bad boy. She’s great, so great Harm’s friend, Falco, circles around her like a shark and she is so not interested. There are so many Hansen boys she’ll be busy all night and won’t have to deal with him.”
    He knew he couldn’t say a word without Holly knowing something was up. He’d be sure to keep Janny away from this Falco character, as well as his brood of horny brothers. In fact, he’d do his level best to make sure she left the reception as early as possible, with him.
    Nik knew he should be drawn to a woman for her mind, but the curves on Janny would make a priest do a double take. Settling his hands on those hips last night had been nothing short of perfection. He’d kept tabs on her since the reception began, hoping for an opening, but she kept close to her friends. When the dancing had begun, he’d made his way closer, only to see that Holly had also enrolled her new husband and father-in-law on her dance with Janny plan.
    If it had been one of his own brothers, he would have cut in, but you couldn’t exactly edge out the people paying for the wedding and not seem like some kind of desperate ass. Maybe he was. He hadn’t had a full minute without thinking of her since he’d dropped her off. She’d even managed to star in his dreams, like some kind of highlight reel of the way they’d ruined that table.
    There was something about the woman that was more than her sexy take on cocktails, the daring way she’d let him take her for a ride, or even how amazing it had felt to be inside of her. She was more. Of what he didn’t know, but he intended to find out. As soon as she stepped off the dance floor and headed toward the