Wed by Wednesday
“Listen, chaste kisses are fine for what they are. Quick exchanges of affection. An innocent way to tell somebody they mean something. When you wanna show a woman that she’s what’s lighting the fire in your gut, though… quick and innocent pecks just don’t do the trick. Nah, a man goes dark and dirty for that kind of lesson. He wants his woman wet and hot. And he wants her that way everywhere. Her mouth. Her core. Everywhere.”
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“Thirty- one?” Orla echoed faintly. “He’s thirty-one?” The longer Nellie talked, the less this man sounded like the one she’d been corresponding with for weeks. Why, her Jethro was sweet and soft-spoken, and certainly not as old as thirty-one. No. Her Jethro was nothing like the animal the older woman was describing.
“Yes, ma’am. He surely is. I changed that rascal’s diapers myself,” Nellie announced with a decisive nod, her eyes widening as she apparently noticed the surprise on young Orla’s face. “What?” You mean to say that you didn’t know how old your beau was?”
“Well, not his exact age. I mean, his letters indicated he was older than me. I just assumed there were only a few years between us,” Orla confided in a strangled whisper. Hells bells! Her future husband had over a whole decade’s experience on her. What in the world about her would attract a worldly, well-off man like him? “Why hasn’t he wed before now then?” she asked without realizing she’d spoken out loud.
Nellie was quick with an answer to her question, however. “Oh, many a girl around these parts have tried to lasso Jethro’s heart, but that surly demeanor of his runs all decent women right off his scent once they get a whiff of how crabby he is for two-thirds the day.”
“What’s he doin’ for the other third?” Orla asked shakily.
“Oh, he’s sleepin’. Collectin’ his strength so he can keep his title as the world’s most boorish bachelor and all such manner of things. Truly, ‘bout the only time I’ve heard him stay civil for more than fifteen minutes is the hour long sermon we all sit through once a week at the church. And maybe once or twice a year when he’s paying his respects at his dear departed momma and daddy’s grave or something such. Otherwise, he’s blunt as a hammer and speaks with a tongue sharper than any knife you’ll ever come across.”
My Rating:
Favorite Quotes:
He was the most breathtaking man she'd ever seen and even her lady bits wanted to appreciate the view.
And for the record, men like me like our womenfolk meek, mild and mostly mute.
Life is comprised of moments. Some are big. Some small. But all of them are unique to the person experiencing them.
Well, the least you could do is introduce her to me! I can hardly just grope this poor animal's private parts if we don't even know each other.
My Review:
Orla was always a favorite for me in previous Paradise books, and I reveled in reading her story. But her tale seems to have teased me as I am feeling a strong yen to return to the series and read each one over again. Sarah O'Rourke never fails to entertain with her particular and unique style of southern humor, clever sass, and delicious steam. Wed by Wednesday was a fun, quick, sweet, and satisfying read. I could never tire or ever get enough of this highly amusing and entertaining series.
Empress DJ
WANNA STALK THESE TWO....
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