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Protecting the Colton Bride. Elle JamesЧитать онлайн книгу.

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clouds, into an entirely different world of sunshine and blue skies.

      “Wow.” Megan pressed her hand to her heart and drew in a long, steadying breath, then let it out. “You were amazing.”

      Daniel scrubbed a hand down his face. Beneath his Cherokee complexion, his face had paled.

      Megan reached out and placed her hand over his on the controls.

      Eventually he unwound his grip, transferring it to her hand. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have tried to outrun the storm. We could have been killed.”

      “But we weren’t, thanks to your superb flying skills.”

      “I feel like we should find a place to land and rent a car for the rest of the journey.”

      “No way. I’ve never flown into the sunset in a single-engine airplane. And it appears as if we’re going to have an outstanding display.”

      “As long as you’re okay.”

      “I’ll admit, I was shaking in my boots about the time we hit that last really bad dip.”

      “You and me both.” He squeezed her hand. “But from here to Vegas it should be smooth.”

      “As long as you’re flying, I’m okay.” She smiled across at him and settled back, refusing to release his hand unless they hit another intense storm.

      Megan figured if they could survive something as insanely intense and dangerous as braving that storm and nearly crashing into the mountain, things could only get easier. They’d land, check into a hotel, find a twenty-four-hour wedding chapel and tie the temporary knot.

      What could be hard about that compared with the flight over?

      “We’re sorry, but the hotel is booked for the weekend,” said the clerk behind the counter of the newest of the big casino hotels.

      “Every room?” Megan asked.

      “There’s a huge techie convention going on. I’ve had to call several hotels to find rooms for walk-in guests. There just aren’t any available. I’m sorry, ma’am, but I can’t help you.”

      Megan couldn’t believe their luck. The one weekend they decided to fly to Vegas to get married and every hotel they’d been to thus far had been completely sold out.

      “Come on. We’ll walk next door.” She hooked Daniel’s arm and dragged him to the exit. “I have a feeling there will be a vacancy there.”

      “We’ve been walking the Strip for over an hour with no luck.” Daniel covered her hand on his arm and glanced down at her with a crooked smile. “We might have to sleep in the plane at this rate.”

      “It’ll be okay. There has to be a room in one of these hotels. I’m determined to have a shower. I still smell like the barn, and that’s no way to go to a wedding.” She winked up at him.

      “Which reminds me.” Daniel’s lips firmed. “We still have to find a chapel.”

      “Excuse me, sir,” someone said behind them.

      The clerk they’d been speaking with ran to catch them at the door. “I just got off the phone with a cancellation. Our special honeymoon suite is available.”

      Megan was already shaking her head. “A suite? Isn’t that expensive?”

      Daniel stepped toward the clerk. “We’ll take it.”

      “But, Daniel, we don’t know how much they’re asking.”

      “I don’t care. It might be the only room available in all of Las Vegas, and we have a wedding to go to. It only seems fitting.”

      Daniel followed the clerk back to the desk and slapped his credit card on the counter. A bellboy appeared and collected their bags.

      Soon they were shown to a large penthouse suite with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the brightly lit Las Vegas Strip.

      Megan walked to the window and stared out at the glitzy lights of the city, worried that Daniel was spending too much of his own money to make this farce of a wedding happen. “I would have been fine sleeping in the plane.”

      Daniel stepped up behind her and rested his hands on her shoulders. “This is better. And we need to take a few pictures of us in this suite when we return after the wedding to show your parents.”

      Megan leaned back against him, the solid strength of Daniel easing her misgivings and stirring in her a deep longing to be held in his arms for longer than a temporary arrangement. “You’re right. I just hate spending your money for my troubles.”

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