The Honeymoon E-Book

Lorhainne Eckhart

• Herausgeber: Lorhainne Eckhart, INC.
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Serie: The Wilde Brothers
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 116

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

Joe surprises his new wife with a honeymoon that’s anything but expected. Get the book from NY Times & USA Today bestselling author Lorhainne Eckhart that one reader called “sweet, romantic, and at times, LOL funny.” (Reading Fanatic, Reviewer)  

In THE HONEYMOON, when Joe Wilde surprises his new bride, Margaret, with a honeymoon, she is speechless—but not from surprise! The honeymoon is nothing like what she expected, not a sandy beach some place hot, not even a romantic cruise. Instead, Joe wants to take her camping in the middle of nowhere.

Margaret has her doubts, especially when Joe ignores her worries about the trip. She soon wonders, should she be running the other way?

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THE HONEYMOON

The Wilde Brothers

Book 2

LORHAINNE ECKHART

Contents

Keep in touch with Lorhainne

The Wilde Brothers

The Honeymoon

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

What’s coming next in The Wilde Brothers

Don’t miss the O’Connells of Montana

The Secret Husband - Chapter 1

The Secret Husband, Chapter 1

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The Wilde Brothers

Step into the world of the Wilde Brothers, a captivating family of Idaho, where the rugged charm of the west meets the allure of hot men and strong women in this delightful romantic family saga.

THE WILDE BROTHERS:

THE ONE: A passionate and stirring love story: After losing her job as a surgeon, Margaret retreats to her hometown — where she runs into Joe Wilde, the man she’s wanted for years.

THE HONEYMOON: In "THE HONEYMOON," Joe surprises his bride, Margaret, with an unconventional camping trip for their honeymoon, leaving her unsure about their future together.

FRIENDLY FIRE: In this gripping romance, Julia finds sizzling chemistry with Logan, a Marine veteran and the new town sheriff. But when Julia’s daughter goes missing, can Logan protect them both from harm?

NOT QUITE MARRIED: In “Not Quite Married,” Julia and Logan’s whirlwind romance faces challenges, and doubts arise as unexpected events test their love and trust in each other.

A MATTER OF TRUST: When oil executive Ben Wilde is sent to pitch a pipeline project in Kit Cove, he clashes with environmentalist Carrie Richardson, who opposes his plans. Despite their differences, a strong attraction develops between them, leading to a conflict between their feelings and their respective responsibilities.

THE RECKONING, A Wilde Brothers Christmas: The holiday season and family dynamics can be a wonderful reunion. Only the battle between two brothers, a father and son with unreconciled differences could ruin Christmas for the Wilde Brothers.

TRADED: When Chris overhears football star Jake begging his ex for a second chance, she can’t help offering him advice. And as they grow closer, their unlikely friendship sparks an attraction neither of them can resist…

UNFORGIVEN: Junior lawyer, Samuel Wilde has an unbreakable bond with his brothers—that is, until one woman comes between them, threatening to divide the Wilde family forever.

THE HOLIDAY BRIDE: Trinity Cooper Wilde longs for a quiet Christmas with her hidden baby, but a snowstorm brings Deputy Garrett Franke, the man she's sworn to hate, to her door, unaware that the baby is his. As they become snowbound together, secrets unravel, and Trinity's plan to reveal the truth faces unexpected challenges.

The Honeymoon

A WILDE BROTHERS SHORT

—“I loved this novella! It’s sweet, romantic, and at times, LOL funny. This is the second book in The Wilde Brothers series. Joe is one of the five, oh-so-gorgeous, Wilde brothers. He and Margaret have been married for two days and it's now time for them to go on their honeymoon trip. Unknown to Margaret, Joe has planned for the two of them to go camping.” – Reviewer, Reading Fanatic

—“This was really funny, and kind of sweet. Different people's reactions to the honeymoon camping trip that Joe planned for Margaret had me laughing out loud.”— Reviewer, Jigsaw Girl

In THE HONEYMOON, when Joe Wilde surprises his new bride, Margaret, with a honeymoon, she is speechless—but not from surprise! The honeymoon is nothing like what she expected, not a sandy beach some place hot, not even a romantic cruise. Instead, Joe wants to take her camping in the middle of nowhere.

Margaret has her doubts, especially when Joe ignores her worries about the trip. She soon wonders, should she be running the other way?

ChapterOne

“She threw me out!” Samuel Wilde dumped a large green duffle bag in the middle of Joe’s living room floor with a clunk, leaving the front door wide open. He was the shortest of the Wilde brothers—Joe, Logan, Ben, and Jake—standing at six foot two, and he was also the one who lived on the edge, with longish hair touching the collar of his shaggy leather jacket. Make no mistake, though: He was still a damn handsome man.

Margaret came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dishcloth. Her husband, Joe, stepped behind her, setting his large, callused hand on her shoulder. Before she could take another step, he slid his solid arm around her and pulled her close so she could feel all his hardness, every warm part of him that drove her wild at night, in the morning, and every time they were together. His arms were so solid and strong that she believed they could shelter her from anything bad that came her way.

Margaret was tall for a woman, standing at five foot nine in flats, but her husband still had five inches on her. When she turned in his arms, she had to glance up, and her stomach did that funny fluttering thing it did each time she took in the sharp, handsome features that took her breath away. He set a kiss to her lips as she scraped her fingers over the shadow on his chin. He still hadn’t found time to shave that day.

“Are you two listening to me?” Samuel stalked past them on the hardwood floor, which creaked under his weight, his hiking boots tracking dirt into the kitchen—Joe’s kitchen. Margaret still had the house down the road, which she’d inherited from her grandfather, and they had yet to agree on where they were going to live. Actually, Margaret realized, there was a lot that still hadn’t been decided since their wedding two days before.

“Who threw you out?” Joe asked.

Margaret turned in his arms again so she could see Samuel. Joe tightened his arm around her, flattening his hand possessively on her stomach so she couldn’t move one inch away from him. She found it so easy to be with him, to love him. She took in Samuel, the law student with lighter hair but the same swagger and heart-stopping good looks of all the brothers, complete with the linebacker shoulders and everything. He had the whole package, and Margaret suspected women couldn’t help themselves from stopping and taking a second or third look. Samuel started opening cupboards in the kitchen, rummaging until he seemed to find what he wanted. He pulled out a box of cookies, Joe’s favorite chocolate chip ones.

“Deena, my girlfriend, remember?” He ripped open the bag and crammed a couple cookies in his mouth, gesturing as if Joe should know.

Margaret stared at the ripped bag, wondering if Samuel was planning on eating the whole thing. She rested her head against Joe as he rubbed his hand over her purple T-shirt, to the waistband of her jeans, and then over her hip, and she swayed a bit. She was fast losing interest in what Samuel was saying. She wanted to turn around and lose herself in Joe, letting him drag her back to bed, rip off her clothes, and do all those wonderful, delicious things she knew she’d never tire of. She tilted her neck and glanced up at Joe, taking in his puzzled expression.

“I thought you and Jill were still together,” he said.

“Who’s Jill?” Margaret asked. She hadn’t even known Samuel had a girlfriend—obviously not a serious one, since he and all the brothers had come stag to the wedding.

Samuel gave her a distracted glance and turned all his attention to Joe, his expression now a little irritated. “Jill and I parted ways months ago. Deena was the girl of my dreams! We were living together. Remember the chick I met at the bar after Jill and I split? I took her home and, well, we clicked.”

Joe was still frowning. “Did I ever meet her?”

“Don’t you remember, at Mom and Dad’s, last summer? Right before you and Ryan left, I showed up as you were loading your truck. I introduced you.” Samuel gave Joe an odd look as he shoved another cookie in his mouth.

“Oh yeah, the chick on the back of the bike, the blonde. I thought that was Jill. They look alike,” Joe said, running his hand across Margaret’s ribs, skimming the underside of her breasts. She wondered if she gasped as she fought the urge to let her eyes roll back in her head.

“They’re not even close,” Samuel said. “Jill had short hair. Deena had hair down to her waist and was stacked.” He paused, glancing over at Margaret and shrugging almost apologetically. “No offense, Margaret. It’s a guy thing.”

“Evidently.” She cleared her throat when Joe’s hand skimmed the underside of her breast again, as if to make a point. She knew he appreciated her C-cup size, because she could see the heat in his eyes every time he undressed her. He lavished worship on the generous swell of her breasts with his hands, his mouth, his lips, again and again. He believed they were his to play with, as if he had every right.

He chuckled, his warm breath feathering against her cheek, before kissing her lower on her neck. She cleared her throat, feeling her face warm. Samuel smirked and then winked, not bothering to turn away, and she squirmed.

She finally wiggled free and set her hand on Joe’s chest. “Stop,” she murmured. She felt her face heat and tilted her head toward Samuel, and she stepped away when Joe reached to pull her back against him.

“Why? We’re on our honeymoon. We just got married,” he added, and she didn’t miss the odd look from Samuel.

“Honeymoon? Come on, brother, seriously? A honeymoon isn’t keeping your wife at home with a teenager who could walk in on you at any moment. You’ve got to take her somewhere, somewhere hot and nice. Where are you two going, anyway?”

Actually, Margaret wanted to know the exact same thing. Just then, the front door slammed shut and Ryan, Joe’s fourteen-year-old son, hobbled in. He had gotten tall and looked gangly in his baggy jeans, a ball cap stuck on his head.

“Camping,” Joe muttered.

Camping, seriously? Margaret thought. She was still trying to wrap her head around that idea as she took in the irritated, glowering, wronged expression that Ryan seemed to be able to snap on his face quicker than the wind could change directions. She realized the meaning of what Joe had just said: bugs, the cold, and a hard ground?

Before she could say anything, the front door opened again, and Logan, Joe’s eldest brother, a former marine, stomped in and sent the door slamming shut behind him.

Margaret opened her mouth to say something before Logan hollered after Ryan: “Hey, come on back here, Ryan! It’s not the end of the world, and moping around isn’t the way to deal with it.”

“What’s going on?” Joe said, holding Margaret’s hips for a second, sliding his hand around her waistline. That simple touch was like a drug, and then he stepped away, leaving her feeling empty and cold as he followed his brother.

The door to Ryan’s room slammed shut. Logan was right behind him, trying to open it, but the door wouldn’t budge, obviously locked. He started pounding on it, and Margaret angled her head to look down the hall, which led to all three bedrooms and one bathroom, the walls painted a dingy white and scattered with framed photos. Logan was tall, solidly build, and hunky, and he carried himself as if he were the leader of the Wilde brothers. He was totally ripped, from what she could tell, exuding an energy that could knock a person flat on her ass. She wondered at the way he pounded on the door again, shaking the pictures on the walls, and then jerked the locked knob as if he was about to send the door flying open.

“Ryan, open up now!” he said in a voice that reminded her of Joe. He stepped back as if to examine the door before putting his shoulder to it, and it crashed open, splintering part of the frame.

Seriously? She watched the scene, her jaw slack, as Joe gestured in his annoyed way, striding now toward Logan.

“What the hell is going on? Shit, Logan, you broke the door!” he said. He had totally forgotten their honeymoon now.

“Ah, knock it off, Joe,” Logan said. “I’ll fix it. Besides, your kid here is acting like a big wuss.”

“I’m not a wuss!” Ryan shouted. “Don’t call me that just because I didn’t want a haircut. It’s my hair. If I want it long, that’s my choice.”

Both men muttered something that sounded like “Hell no” or another crude response. Margaret opened her mouth to say something as she started down the hall, glancing over her shoulder to Samuel, who was following, grinning like a fool. He started laughing as if he found the whole situation funny and completely normal.