![]() ![]() He was known for his charm and impeccable taste. ![]() Wylde Sterling had made quite a name for himself in his hometown of Roanoke, Virginia, working for a wedding planner that catered to the elite. ![]() So, imagine his disdain when a wedding planner moves into the suite directly adjacent to his… an insanely masculine, male wedding planner. Jacob Snowden was one of the best divorce lawyers on the east coast and was damn proud of it. He helped people get out of their loveless marriages. At almost forty, Jacob’s social life was non-existent, but he told himself his work fulfilled him. If his six foot one, military-made body didn’t scare people off, his permanent scowl surely did. Jacob was a determined man, set at keeping people at a distance. His mother, his high school sweetheart, his father, and his fiancé, all left Jacob just when he felt it was safe to let down his guard. “Everyone left,” were the words he lived by. I got it.”įrom high school, up until he became a successful attorney Jacob Snowden was convinced that love had it out for him. Wylde looked in Jacob’s pained eyes and answered in his deep voice. ![]() If there’s a next time, I won’t stop until you and your frilly, white wedding shit is thrown out of here. This is the last time I’m going to remind you about breaking sections of the lease. Sparks ignite and tempers flare when a sexy, optimistic wedding planner moves his business in across the hall from a jilted, divorce lawyer’s practice. ![]()
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