If I Can't Have You (If You Come Back To Me #3) by Beth Kery Read Free Book Online Page A

reminding me of these unfortunate circumstances because …”
    “Because it will give us a chance to…tweak the situation a little. Maybe provide Liam and Natalie with some more realistic perspectives on just how serious the venture of marriage is, and encourage them to take some time and at least think about extending their engagement.”
    She stared at him, then shook her head slowly. “You’ve got real nerve, you know that, Reyes?”
    He smiled.
    Color rushed into her cheeks. “It wasn’t a compliment,” she snapped.
    He shrugged, hiding his grin with effort. Even when she snarled at him, she appealed. “Either way, you must realize what I’m saying makes sense. It’s not just Natalie I’m thinking of here. It’s Liam, too.”
    She narrowed her eyes. “Do not try and make it seem like you’re being generous. It’s weakening your case. Considerably.” She began to pace in front of his desk. “Even if I did agree with you that they’re being impulsive, there’s nothing we can do. I know it won’t make any difference for me to talk to Liam about it. He’s stubborn as an ox when he makes up his mind about something, a Kavanaugh through and through.” She looked up. “Can you talk to Natalie?”
    “I’ve tried a dozen times. It’s like talking to steel armor. The Kavanaughs haven’t cornered the market on stubbornness,” he said mildly.
    “Humph,” she muttered, her sweeping gaze telling him loud and clear that while she doubted his claim in his sweet sister’s case, she certainly believed he’d received his fair share of bullheadedness. “What exactly do you mean by ‘tweaking the circumstances’? Do you want me to reveal some deep, dark secret about Liam to Natalie? Should I tell her that he used to not change the empty toilet-paper roll when he was fourteen years old? Do you think that will send her running?”
    “No,” he replied levelly, refusing to allow her to prick his temper. “But I can think of a few things that might cause one of them to hit the pause button if the information was presented in just the right way.”
    “Like what?’ she asked suspiciously.
    “Don’t give me that look. I’m not picturing anything traumatic. Do you think I would ever purposefully hurt my sister?”
    She hesitated, but when she finally resumed pacing and answered, she sounded honest enough.
    “No.”
    “Thanks for the vote of confidence,” he said, forcing himself to look away from the distracting sight of her scissoring thighs.
    She rolled her eyes. “Are you going to tell me what you have in mind or not?”
    “It’s simple enough. We just make sure Liam and Natalie encounter the type of thing that would make any rational person stop and consider before leaping impulsively into marriage.”
    “What? Force them to watch old documentaries about failed celebrity marriages? Remind them repeatedly of how much Brad said he adored Jennifer before Angelina woke him up?”
    “No. But not too far from that. Has it ever occurred to you that we’re mutually acquainted with couples who have gone from head over heels to heading to divorce court in record time?”
    She paused and studied him. He leaned back in his desk chair, musing.
    “It might be… prudent for Liam and Natalie to observe some of those jaded couples firsthand. We can start off by asking a few of them to the engagement party,” he said.
    “I beg your pardon?” she asked, her forearms crossed beneath firm, generous breasts.
    Definitely not like the typical mother of his patients.
    “The engagement party you and I will be throwing Liam and Natalie,” he said reasonably. “We should plan to have it as soon as possible. Maybe even next weekend, given the short period of time we have before the wedding.”
    He pretended to misunderstand her incredulous—or was it horrified?—expression.
    “Sorry. I just assumed.... Somebody is going to have to throw them an engagement party, and we’re the most likely candidates. Don’t you