Last Chance Rebel (30 page)

LYDIA I AM ALL CAPS YOU NEED TO RESPOND

Lydia blinked and scrolled up, to see Sadie had texted several times. Each time a little bit more frantic. It had graduated from
what are you doing?
to
are you dead in a ditch?
since last night. Or rather, early this morning.

And when she reached the top she saw exactly why.

There were texts explaining the photograph, but Lydia didn't need to read them. Because a picture was worth a thousand drunk texts.

There she was with Colton, arms around his neck, but it wasn't Ace's in the background of this picture. Nope. It was a chapel. A tacky, Vegas chapel. She was in her bridesmaid dress and Colton was wearing jeans and a T-shirt.

Picture Lydia was holding her hand partly in front of the screen, displaying the very ring that was on real Lydia's finger, up close and blurry. She was grinning like—well, like an idiot. Colton's eyes were half-closed, a big smile on his face, and his hand was resting high on her waist, perilously close to her breast.

“I guess...” She sat there, completely stunned, feeling dazed and more than a little confused. “I guess there was a wedding yesterday after all.”

As she stared at the picture, it all started coming back in a full color blur. They'd gambled, they'd drunk, and it had all gotten increasingly...hilarious.

They were in Vegas! She was supposed to be the bridesmaid in a wedding that hadn't happened! He was a groom with no bride, and he had spent half the day in a
damned tux
—his words exactly—and that was just wrong.

So they'd thought the discrepancy should be remedied. And then...sometime, just before midnight, she had stumbled into a chapel on the Las Vegas strip, and she, Lydia Carpenter, front-running candidate for mayor of Copper Ridge, levelheaded community pillar and responsible citizen, had not been a bridesmaid for the third time. No, instead, she had been a bride. And she had married Colton West.

Copyright © 2016 by Maisey Yates

ISBN-13: 9781460395004

Last Chance Rebel

Copyright © 2016 by Maisey Yates

All rights reserved. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical,
now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of publisher, Harlequin Enterprises Limited, 225 Duncan Mill Road, Don Mills, Ontario, Canada M3B 3K9.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. This edition published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.

® and ™ are trademarks of the publisher. Trademarks indicated with ® are registered are registered in the United States Patent and Trademark Office, the Canadian Intellectual Property Office and in other countries.

www.Harlequin.com