Free The Millionaire's Convenient Bride by Larisa Anderson Page A

shoulder and hurried over.
    The dress fit perfectly. It was cream and didn’t have any netting under the skirt. The bodice was lace and fitted with a free flowing skirt that hugged her hips with a small train. She bought it, giving the girl at the till a large tip. As she left Amanda was standing out the front of the bridal shop looking up and down the street for her. Louisa waved , and the other woman ran across the road to meet her looking worriedly at the antique shop bag in her hand.
    “ Louisa?” she asked.
    “ I’ll show you when we get home. Don’t worry. It’s cream and has lace.” The other woman did look a little less like she would stroke out by the news but kept looking nervously towards the other window displays in the antique store, which included a floral 60s dress and a pair of orange cord jeans.
    It was only as they climbed back into the taxi that Louisa realised their mistake. They didn’t have a key to the apartment . Dominic hadn’t expected her to go out on her own, and she hadn’t thought to ask for a key. Surely Cole wouldn’t be home until later tonight, expecting that they had stayed in all day.
    With reluctance she asked the driver to take them to Dominic’s office across town. She left the dress and Amanda in the lobby. This was at Amanda’s insistence not hers . She didn’t want Dominic to see the dress before the wedding. As Louisa climbed into the lift she could see Amanda open the bag and inspect the dress.
    Dominic’s office was on the 42 nd floor. She had been there only twice before, once when it was his father’s office. His secretary called him to check that he wasn’t busy then opened the door marked “D. McKillip, CEO” for her to enter.
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    Dominic hung up the phone and wondered why Louisa needed to see him. His brother left her alone, that was obvious, despite his making the man promise to stay with her through the torment of having to plan this wedding. He hadn’t wanted Cole to go over the top with the preparations but knew he wouldn’t be able to help himself. He couldn’t blame Louisa for leaving, but she had assured him she would rest.
    “ Mr. McKillip, Louisa Callum to see you.” His secretary closed the door behind her.
    “ Is everything okay?” he asked getting to his feet and gesturing for her to sit in one of the arm chairs on the other side of his desk. She hesitated for a moment before striding forward to sit. Dominic watched as she arranged her skirt so that it covered her knees, a quirk he always found alluring. It was a rare thing in today’s world that a woman still had a sense of modesty. Her washed clothes from the hired car had been delivered to the apartment the night they arrived. Sophie had ensured all of Louisa’s things were dry cleaned from the accident before she sent them over. Louisa looked more at ease in her own clothes, more herself. The dark green, close fitting sweater made her skin glow. Her cheeks were rosy from the cold weather, and her eyes held a sparkle that they never seemed to lose. The color suited her and somehow made her brunette hair seem so rich and soft. He wondered if it would feel as silky as it looked. 
    She smiled . “you didn’t give me a key to the apartment.”
    He had actually thought of that this morning , but Cole had lost his own set a few months ago and took the spare with him.
    “ What are you doing out in the city? You were told to rest.” He hated sounding like a nagging mother. He leant back in his chair and tried not to stare at the patch of bare triangle of skin above her sweater which showed just a hint of the swell below it. 
    She looked at him from under her lashes, her hair falling forward on her face slightly.
    “Are you feigning ignorance as to what your brother did?” she asked.
    “ Ah.” Dominic had been so eager to leave the apartment and get himself away from Louisa that he hadn’t stopped to ask exactly what his brother had planned, although he could guess. He had slept