Pride & Pleasure (The KNIGHT Brothers Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

asked.
    “No, actually I didn’t. But seeing how lovely your hair looks, I just know this dress will look beautiful on you.”
    “I won’t ruin it. I promise. This means a lot to me.” Tears blurred her vision.
    “Don’t you dare cry. Your eyes will get all red and you’ll look stoned. That’s not the first impression you want to give to Victor Knight. And, last but not least, take my car.” She pulled the keys from her front pocket and held them out.
    “I have to draw the line at this. You need the car to get back and forth to work.”
    “I’ve already discussed this with Doug and we both decided your car wasn’t safe to drive down the road, let alone out of the city. If you don’t take it, I’ll worry myself sick about you every single minute. Now, how fair would that be?” Dawn frowned dramatically.
    “Fine, but you’re being too nice. It’s not like I’m already keeping you from following your dreams.”
    “Dreams? What dreams?” Dawn sighed.
    “Getting married. Having children. How can you when you’ve become a surrogate mom to your younger sister.” This had made her feel horrible. She’d become a weight on her sister’s shoulders. How had she gotten so far down? She’d make this work, no matter how hard it was or how much she had to force herself through each step. She’d do this for her sister.

CHAPTER TWO
    Avary switched on the turn signal and eased into the right lane, setting cruise control on the smooth-riding Civic at seventy-five mph as she headed toward her destination. She turned up the volume to an AC/DC song and thrummed her fingers to the tune that instantly made her heart beat faster. She was a lover of 2Cellos and Zuill Bailey, but when the need arose, she pulled out the hard rock to get her blood pumping. The song ended and a commercial came on. She stabbed the off button.
    I can do this. I can do this. I’m going to do this. She repeated the words like a mantra. She still couldn’t believe she was going through with this, but she would.
    The roads weren’t busy for a normal late afternoon on a Friday in Richmond. Mr. Knight expected her at seven and she shouldn’t have any trouble making it on time, especially in Dawn’s new car that drove like a dream down the Interstate, unlike her old, worn out metal dinosaur. She loved her car, but knew it was just a matter of time before it bit the dust. It’d served its purpose. It’d gotten her from rehearsal to rehearsal, theater to theater, one stepping stone to another.
    An hour later, she turned onto a road edging the water and listened to the GPS announce that she’d arrived. A swinging metal sign with the name ‘Knight Vineyard and Winery’ hung at the entrance. Once she stopped at the gate and was given entrance onto the private property, she followed the tree-lined lane until she came to the palatial stone house with white columns and large windows. She parked next to a sleek, black Mercedes and a candy-apple red Jaguar.
    She’d seen pictures of the Knight Estate, but nothing could have prepared her for seeing it in person. The sprawling three-hundred-acre property was hidden among the lovely Virginia countryside and near enough to the water’s edge that she could see boats sailing. The mansion rested along ancient majestic oaks, and the lush rows of the vineyard seemed to continue on as far as the eye could see.
    Her hands trembled as she gathered her things from the backseat, dragging the strap of her cello case further up on her shoulder and clutching the handle of her suitcase tightly. Taking a deep breath of courage, she followed the herringbone brick sidewalk surrounded by a colorful array of flowers and fragrant bushes. The landscaping could have been presented on the front page of any home and garden magazine. Considering she could kill a rubber plant if she got within five feet, she admired the talent.
    Standing at the massive red door, she knocked and it swept open. Standing on the other side was a tall,