Dacey: Bride Of North Carolina (Amercan Mail-Order Bride 12) - Plot & Excerpts
Braxton asked Jackson as he surveyed the ballroom. He thought he’d seen Miranda talking to her earlier, but by the time he made it to the punch table, both women had disappeared. Given the opportunity, he had no doubt Miranda would release her venomous tongue on Dacey. “I haven’t seen her for about an hour, Brax. Not since I caught the two of you out on the balcony.” Jackson chuckled. “For a moment, you looked like you might strike a blow to my jaw when I unknowingly interrupted your um… interlude.” Braxton scowled at him and continued studying the crowd, hoping for a glance of a teal satin gown and auburn curls. “Come on, Brax.” Jackson clapped a hand on his shoulder. “Why don’t you just admit the truth.” “The truth?” Braxton asked, distracted that he still hadn’t located Dacey. “Yes, the truth. You can pretend all you like that she doesn’t matter to you, but you’re in love with Dacey Butler. Anyone with eyes in their head can see you’ve fallen for the girl.”
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