All I Want Is You by Kayla Perrin Page A

tangled with hers filling her mind. He had stamina, that was for sure. He had skill. Alex may have slept with many, many women, but Barry had mastered the art of making love.
    â€œOkay,” Chantal said, a knowing grin on her face. “It seems you want to keep your secret to yourself. That’s fine. Every girl has to have her secrets, I guess.”
    Mikki said nothing, just smiled.
    The thing was, what was she supposed to say? That she had gone to bed with Barry as a way to nurse her broken heart and now was having the time of her life?
    She wasn’t ready to get into the convoluted story.
    Chantal left her bedroom, and Mikki plopped down on her bed and sighed with contentment.
    Suddenly, she realized that she hadn’t exchanged numbers with Barry. Again. They’d been anxious to get naked, and this morning, as he’d driven her home, they’d held hands, talked, and flirted.
    Of course, if Mikki wanted to talk to him, she could call the hotel.
    But as she lay on the bed, she considered that not seeing Barry until tomorrow, and not talking to him until then, would build up the anticipation. Because Mikki’s sister wasn’t going to be the only Harper sister enjoying one helluva wedding night.
    As the thought came to her, Mikki wondered exactly what was happening between her and Barry. All she knew now was that she definitely wanted to see him again. She wanted more explosive sex; that was for sure.
    But was this simply a fling? A hot and heavy one that would erase Alex from her mind once and for all?
    â€œAlex,” Mikki said with disdain, then snorted. She had pretty much all but forgotten him. At least, she certainly wasn’t pining over him.
    And she definitely had Barry to thank for that.
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    Last-minute wedding plans took much of the day—getting the church decorated, getting their nails and toes done, and hitting South Beach for a bachelorette outing. Mikki didn’t make the night too late, given that they had to be up early, but she’d made sure that her sister had enough drinks to let loose. She had worn a veil as they’d gone from one South Beach bar to the next, getting a lot of attention from tourists and partyers. Chantal had also gotten kisses from a group of guys from Scotland, who said it was tradition over there for the bride to kiss a variety of men during her hen party pub crawl.
    Chantal had had a great evening, so Mikki was surprised when they got home around midnight and Chantal suddenly became an emotional mess. Clearly she had the prewedding jitters, all of a sudden fearful that something would go wrong tomorrow.
    â€œWe’ve got the dresses,” Mikki told her. “All the floral arrangements are perfect. And the church looked gorgeous when we left it.”
    â€œI know,” Chantal said, sniffling.
    Mikki rubbed her sister’s back. “Please stop worrying for no reason. Nothing will go wrong. You’re going to have the perfect day.”
    Mikki’s cell phone rang, and she left her sister sitting on the sofa to go get her purse. She dug out her phone, and when she saw Debbie’s number flashing on her screen, she clicked the TALK button right away. “Hey, Debbie.”
    â€œGirl, I’ve been trying to reach you all evening,” Debbie said without preamble.
    â€œI was out. I didn’t hear my phone.”
    â€œWell, I hope you’re sitting down.”
    â€œWhy?”
    â€œBecause of what I found out. Alex was seeing someone else. Is seeing someone else. He was cheating on you, Mikki—and that’s why he dumped you.”
    Mikki’s heart thumped hard against her chest at her friend’s shocking announcement. She walked out of the living room and headed in the direction of her bedroom. “What?”
    â€œYep. I made some calls, and that friend of a friend who knows Alex? Well, she told me everything. He’s been dating someone else for a while now.”
    Mikki was