Chasing Clouds

<h4><em>Gently he lifts my veil and instead of flipping it back over my head he slips under it to be close to me. What had acted as a filter is now gone and everything about him is vivid sharp and-just for today-mine.</em></h4><p><br></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Reid Jackson</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I objected at her wedding. Me a complete stranger and my brother's plus one. But over the last twenty-four hours if you saw what I saw and heard what I heard you'd do the same thing. Only now I have a wife and she's looking at me for answers I don't have.</span>The problem is I'm a simple guy. There are only two things I love: my family and playing professional football. I'm a New Yorker and this girl well she comes from old Southern money. It's a life I don't relate to and a place I don't want to belong. We couldn't be more different if we tried. Even so when the minister asked if anyone objected I shocked not only myself but also the beautiful bride when I stood up and said I do.</p><p>I don't know her she doesn't know me-but deep down I knew I had to make that move.</p><p><br></p><p><strong>Camille Whitley</strong></p><p>For years I've known I'd one day be standing at the altar about to marry a man I don't love. As a socialite in the South family expectations and appearances are everything but none of it's real. I hate what I've become and I dream of being free. So when an opportunity suddenly presents itself in the form of a stranger with long legs broad shoulders and captivating green eyes I find myself asking what's best for me: the plan or the unknown?</p><p>I don't know him he doesn't know me-but if I'm going to make a move it's now or never.</p><p><br></p><p><strong>Author's Note: A steamy swoony marriage of convenience with a tall dark and handsome hero determined to save the day and a plucky heroine who is starting to wonder if opposites do attract and their marriage might actually be something more.</strong></p>