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  “Mom?”

  “It’s all right, honey,” her mother assured her as she pulled open the doors to the library.

  Angela caught her breath at the sight that greeted her. Candles. Hundreds of them lit the room, and the scent of orange blossoms wafted in the air.

  Candles and orange blossoms. She remembered the day she and Hank had been driving to Mustang for the very first time and they’d discussed the wedding ceremony they’d supposedly shared. The scene in front of her was exactly like she’d described to him on that day. He’d remembered.

  He stood by the stone fireplace, looking achingly handsome in a black tuxedo with a pale pink cummerbund and bow tie. He’d remembered it all. and her heart expanded with the wealth of love that flowed through her.

  Angela walked toward him, drawn by her love and by the love that shone from his eyes as he looked at her. This man loved her, and she knew in her heart he would never leave her. What they had found together was special... the magic that happens when everything is right.

  “You two aren’t pulling anything over my eyes this time,” Brody’s voice boomed out. He pointed to the minister waiting next to Hank. “I checked that man’s credentials. He’s a real preacher and this is going to be a real wedding.” He grinned first at Angela, then at Hank. “And damned if I don’t hope we have a real baby within the next year.”

  Barbara placed a restraining hand on her husband’s arm. “Okay, sweetheart, now let’s get on with it.”

  The ceremony passed in a haze. As Hank slipped his mother’s ring on Angela’s finger, she realized he’d had it sized and it fit perfectly. Like they fit perfectly. As the preacher announced them man and wife, Angela looked into her husband’s eyes and knew she was beautiful because she loved and was loved.

  ISBN : 978-1-4592-5979-9

  WIFE FOR A WEEK

  Copyright © 1999 by Carla Bracale

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  Table of Contents

  Table of Contents

  “I realize you’ve never spent the night with a man before.”

  Letter to Reader

  Dedication

  Books by Carla Cassidy

  About the Author

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Epilogue

  Copyright