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Kissing Kendra
Kissing Kendra
Kissing Kendra
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Kissing Kendra

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Wedding Blues. Satin Shoes. What's A Stressed Out Maid Of Honor To Do?

Kendra McLaren never got over him and never fell out of love, but she's also never gotten what she wants from David Lynx. After eight years without David popping the big question, it's time to climb out of his bed, straighten her bra and panties, and get on with her life. Babies and family will have to wait until her heart heals, but there's no reason she can't at least buy a house. She needs to count her blessings instead bemoaning fate. When the wedding is over, she's never going to have to see her best friend's commitment-phobe of a brother ever again. 

David Lynx hates to be pushed into things before he's ready. He also hates to be wrong when it turns out he was. He doesn't quite know which hate situation applies to the red-haired she-devil he loves with all his heart. Somewhere in the months since Kendra moved out he's realized just how awful being without her is. His friend and soon-to-be brother-in-law is convinced he has a fixable problem, but he's still trying to figure out what he's done wrong. The only clear goal he has is to get Kendra back.

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Release dateAug 2, 2018
ISBN9781939988621
Kissing Kendra
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Donna McDonald

USA Today Bestselling Author Donna McDonald published her first novel in March of 2011. Many multi-genre novels later, she admits to living her own happily ever after as a full-time author. Addicted to making readers laugh, she includes a good dose of comedy in every book. You can visit her at donnamcdonaldauthor.com.

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    Kissing Kendra - Donna McDonald

    Chapter One

    The Honorable Kendra McLaren, Attorney At Law and general pain in the ass to those she didn’t like, shook her head at the sharp line of satin cutting across her best friend’s ample breasts. There was nothing at all honorable about a bride’s breasts being made to disappear by fabric pulled that tight. What had those designers been thinking?

    No, definitely not that one. It flattens your boobs too much. Your breasts and hair are the only visible signs that you’re female. We will have wedding hair down and breasts served up perfectly… no squashed boobs allowed.

    She grinned at Megan’s glare when the zipper on the rejected dress was released by the sales attendant. Her best friend’s irritation about trying on dresses made her mouth twitch, but she fought the humor off. Outright laughter might end this shopping trip and she couldn’t risk it. They were running out of time. A society wedding-worthy dress had to be found today.

    Quit sighing, Megan. That’s only the third dress you’ve tried on and we’re not settling. When you find the right one, we’re both going to know it. We bargained for you to try on twenty, and damn it… I want every one you promised me.

    Up to now, I’ve thought my brother was stupid for letting you go. Did you use sex to talk him into doing stupid stuff like this? Megan asked, as she stepped into what she considered to be crazy bride dress number four.

    Of course I used sex, Kendra answered with a grin. Just like every other red-blooded woman in a long-term relationship. It’s as American as apple pie.

    The next zipper went up. Both she and Kendra looked in the mirror at two white, stiff satin triangles pointed at her chin. Kendra tried to outlast her friend’s disgusted expression, but she couldn’t stifle her amusement.

    Why do I have giant white arrows pointing at my face? Megan asked.

    Kendra sputtered and finally laughed. Okay… I admit I picked a few dresses for their drama.

    "Drama? Megan exclaimed. I’ve agreed to wear freaking heels. That’s enough drama. I have to practice wearing them at home just so I won’t fall over when I have to walk down the aisle in them."

    I bet Nicolas likes you practicing in them, Kendra said, trying not to feel envious. She had caught them mid-grope so many times now that she was finally believing Megan’s stories about Nicolas being perfect.

    Megan shrugged. It’s hard to tell since he never lets me wear them long. But they do produce a nice effect by the time he wrestles them off my feet.

    Kendra rolled her eyes. Megan had no filters about her sex life and no idea how lucky she was to have such an enthusiastic man. I get the visual honey. It’s just my brain has trouble believing you would wear high heels under any circumstances simply to please the man in your life.

    I only have to wear them to bed. Nicolas always makes stuff like that worth my time. You should see the outfits he’s bought me. I wouldn’t be caught dead walking around the house in them.

    Kendra sighed and rubbed the two lines forming between her brows. Okay. Okay. I get it. Your geeky future husband is a stud with you. Stop bragging.

    She looked at the attendant and shook her head. Not this one either. Let’s try something full and princess-y on her. Something with lots of layers to slow the stud—I mean, the groom—down when he tries to get under it.

    You’re wasting your time. Nothing slows Nicolas down. Megan laughed at Kendra’s snarky term. Princess-y? How about something knee length so I can get to my gun if I need to?

    Kendra failed to choke back a wicked giggle when the attendant’s startled gaze flew to her busty friend in her lacy, blue boy-cut undies and matching bra filled to overflowing. It didn’t help matters when Megan held up her hand in a pretend shooting gesture and grinned at her. She mock-glared at Megan for the attendant’s sake, even as she was secretly pleased Nicolas encouraged her friend to remain her true self.

    For the benefit of those listening, Kendra glared to show her disgust. Megan Lynx—why in the world would you come armed to your own wedding? Are you afraid Nicolas will try to cut and run?

    Megan chuckled as the now nervous-acting attendant directed her to step into the middle of a giant pile of fabric. No—but I am sort of worried about his mother trying to stop it. I think I scare her, Kendra. Are you sure this lake of white fluffiness is really a dress?

    Kendra covered her smile with a hand as she watched Megan lift one leg high and step into the open center. The attendant walked to the front, bent and lifted the miles of fabric up. Kendra bit her lip when the woman slipped the small cap sleeves over Megan’s well-developed biceps.

    Like a trooper, her best friend bent forward and deftly inserted her firmly-toned, large breasts into the molded, lace-covered cups. When the dress finally got zipped up in the back, the fit was absolutely stunning. To her astonishment, Megan laughed, twirled, and smiled at her reflection. It wasn’t quite the perfect dress yet, but at least they were on the right track with the style.

    I think Nicolas would love to see me in something like this, Megan said softly.

    Kendra nodded. I agree. And it looks very nice on you.

    She smiled when Megan nodded and happily turned to their attendant.

    We want to try more like this one, Megan said.

    They both watched the woman’s head bob in relief as she scurried away to fetch another round of four or five dresses.

    Kendra turned back to watch Megan again and sighed at the twirling woman covered in lacy white.

    This is what he does for you, isn’t it? Our favorite geek somehow puts you in touch with your inner girlie-girl. I already know you bring out the macho in him. I heard him rip David’s ass over teasing you even while he was trussed up in the hospital. I think he actually might have climbed out of the bed to try something if David hadn’t backed down.

    Megan giggled and nodded. Nicolas is the guy every girl talks about wanting to find. He says he’s never felt this way about anyone but me. I think he and I just… well, we click right… or something. I don’t know what it is. I just hope it never goes away. That would make me really sad. I honestly do want to marry him. He’s fun to live with and understanding of who I am. I know I got lucky to find someone who wants me for me.

    Kendra smiled at Megan’s declaration—not because her own love life hadn’t taken a giant nosedive into the toilet, because it had—but she smiled today because she needed to believe that true love had happened for Megan. Every woman deserved a prince who was going to wrestle high heels off her and make her want to wear swirly, lacy, princess dresses for him.

    She drew in a deep breath to stifle the more ragged sigh of frustration working to escape. She’d vowed not to let her own sad love life affect her friend’s happiness. That just wouldn’t do.

    Making each other better never goes away when you’re with the right person, Kendra said. You and Nicolas are definitely right for each other. I don’t think I’ve ever seen two people more in love.

    Megan stopped her twirling. You and David used to be like this too. I remember.

    Kendra shrugged, but she also nodded tightly. David might never have felt about her the way Nicolas did about Megan, but she definitely had felt that way about him back then. Part of her felt that way still even though she’d locked that crazy woman side of her in the stupid box.

    Maybe David and I were like you and Nicolas when we started out, but eventually we turned into people who weren’t right for each other. I changed a lot after my sister died of cancer. Or at least what I wanted from your brother changed.

    "Bad things change people. There’s no way around it. Getting shot

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