Just My Luck (A Shamrock Falls Novel) (Entangled: Bliss) Read Online Free PDF Page B

would kill you to be the one who did it, too.”
    Jace sighed. Breck was right, but then, this whole deal wasn’t just for him. It had started out that way, but Betsy obviously needed money. She wasn’t the type of woman who would take it if he offered, so this had to be the right thing. It was just his luck that the one woman he could trust with this and who was available would be his assistant who happened to have a crush on him. One of the few people in Jace’s life he feared losing.
    “Setting aside the fact that you guys are good friends, you’re also her boss, Jace—”
    “What are you trying to say?” Jace stiffened. “That I would ever let our marriage affect her job?” That train of thought reminded him that this would be ending and what it would mean for Betsy and her future. Jace knew she belonged with someone much better than him. He had nothing to give. He just hoped whomever she ended up with didn’t mind the baggage.
    “That’s not what I’m saying, man, and you should know it. I’m just worried neither of you have thought this through.”
    “I know what I’m doing,” Jace said again, even though he was beginning to doubt it more and more.
    “I trust you, man. I just had to be sure. Rowan’s concerned.” Breck eyed him and Jace felt the weight of it bearing down on him, taunting him, because no matter what Jace said, guilt continued to gnaw at his insides. And though he knew Breck really wouldn’t give him hell over this—that his friend would trust Jace to do the right thing, even if that trust got him an earful from his wife on Betsy’s behalf—Breck’s stare also told Jace he knew there was more going on than Jace was admitting.
    “Where’s Betsy?” Jace wasn’t sure quite why he needed to see her. The wedding was only about half an hour away and if she were any other woman, he was sure she’d still be getting ready. But she was so different than the women he knew; the same things weren’t important to her—plus she was ever practical. He could see her having been ready long ago, because why fuss too much over a fake marriage?
    “Houdini and Sidney are with her. They’re still in the first floor room getting ready.”
    Breck’s nickname for Rowan made Jace roll his eyes. That was Breck, though. He always liked to kid around, and the man loved his wife something fierce. It was a side of Jace’s old college buddy he never expected to see and though he knew he’d never be in love himself, he respected the hell out of Breck for it. For Jace, love meant losing. He’d lost his parents, and he didn’t want to put himself out there to lose anymore.
    But love or not, he was about to be married. Married.
    “Thanks.” Jace nodded at Breck as he walked out of the room. He took the stairs in the only home he’d ever known before stopping at the door to what had once been his mom’s art room. She had loved lots of different hobbies: gardening, art, reading. Suddenly Jace wished he were more like her. Maybe that was part of the reason being here was so important to him.
    Jace’s hand immediately went to the doorknob and he started to push it open. Before it got far, Sidney stuck out her head.
    “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Jace Macnamara?” Her eyebrows lowered in a scowl.
    “Coming to see my future wife,” he gritted out, slightly annoyed, though he couldn’t put his finger on why. His pulse thumped and he felt heavy…nervous. They were more feelings he didn’t understand.
    “And you can’t knock?” Rowan squeezed her head next to Sidney’s. They only had the door opened partway, and he couldn’t see Betsy inside.
    Jace started to reply, but then realized he probably should have at least knocked. The thought hadn’t even occurred to him. “Sorry, but I need to see Betsy.”
    Both women glared at him. He knew neither of them truly understood the rush of this wedding. Not to mention why no one knew Betsy and Jace had been dating to begin with. All very