Her gaze flew to Grant and a flame flared deep inside her. Laughter sifted through the congregation.
“Till death, darlin’,” Grant said, his mouth pulling to the side in a semblance of humor. “Our kiss is just the beginning.”
His words gripped her heart. If only!
No, no. She didn’t want Grant or his brother or any other man. She’d do just fine on her own. After today, that is. She’d be grateful to Grant for his help and support through this difficult day, but gratitude was where it would end. And the upcoming kiss would be their last.
“Right, padre?” Grant slanted his gaze toward Reverend Sarks.
“It’s nice to see such an eager groom.” He gave an official nod. “By the power vested in me by the state of Texas I pronounce you husband and wife. Kiss your bride.”
Annie should have been prepared. She should have been numb with shock and grief or trembling with anger. But when Grant lifted her veil and looked at her with that mercurial gaze, she felt her temperature rising.
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