Kiki

Ellis Atwood is the devil. Ok, maybe that’s too harsh. Ellis Atwood is ruining my life.

First, he demolishes a perfectly good wedding trellis.

Second, he destroys a gorgeous doggie wedding that I spent ages planning. (I kid you not.)

Third, he makes me feel all warm and fuzzy, and that is not ok. I prefer the cold and harsh way my fiancé makes me feel so much better. (wait, that didn’t come out right.)

Fourth, and there is a fourth, he gets me all wound up and flustered.

And last, when he unexpectedly kissed me it made me forget my own name, or the fact that I’m getting married…in a month.

Please someone help me out. I’m a mess.

Worst part is, Ellis isn’t the bad guy I first thought he was.

And being forced to spend time with him is making me realize that he needs my help more than anything.

So what’s a girl like me to do?

Ellis

I’m only in town long enough to figure out a plan with my brother on how to save our brewery from the awfulness that is my father. Oh and be in a wedding.

Where I may or may not be crushing a little too hard on the bride-to-be. (spoiler alert, I’m crushing hard.)

She’s really cute. Like seriously.

And she has the cutest job, she’s a dog wedding planner. (I kid you not.)

I can see why Henry loves her.

I can see why everyone loves her.

I can see why I’m falling for her.

I’m usually not a relationship-type guy. Call it picky or whatnot, but usually I get bored easily. So, my plan is simple. Spend as much time with Kiki (soon to be Faniki, I know) and hopefully get bored with her adorkable smile and sexy legs that go on for miles.

Then, I can save the brewery, be the best man of the wedding, and get my butt back to Chicago and away from the happy couple.