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Kendra McLaren had never gotten over him, and never fallen out of love, but she’d also never gotten what she wanted from David Lynx. After eight years had gone by without David popping the question, it was time to climb out his bed, straighten her bra and panties, and get on with her life. Babies and family would have to wait, but there was no reason she couldn't buy a house. She needed to count her blessings instead bemoaning fate. When the wedding was over, she’d never have to see her best friend’s commitment-phobe of a brother ever again.
David Lynx hated to be pushed into things before he was ready, and hated to be wrong when it turned out he was. He didn’t know which applied to the red-haired she-devil he loved with all his heart, but somewhere in the months since Kendra moved out he’d realized just how awful being without her was. His friend and soon-to-be brother-in-law was convinced he had a fixable problem, but he was still trying to figure out what he’d done wrong. The only clear goal he had was to get Kendra back.
