When she finished greeting her family and Henry’s aunt and uncle, she turned her attention to the sexy gentleman attired in a black tuxedo. Henry Elliott Chilton, Earl of Ripon, professor of anthropology, and hero of her heart. Henry took her hands and pulled her into her comfort zone.
“I feel the need to say some incredibly sentimental drivel that will cause your eyes to roll to the back of your head.” Henry tilted her chin up to look at him.
“Go ahead. It’s a wedding, after all.” She brushed a kiss across his lips and sighed. He tasted like hot chocolate savored by a roaring fire in the great hall.
He cleared his throat and tugged her closer. “I never believed I’d find a perfect someone with intelligence, humor, integrity, and beauty to spend my life with, but you crashed my dinner party and my heart. Thank you for agreeing to marry me, despite my title and boring profession.”
When he kissed her, he dominated her senses and clouded her mind with silly hearts and songs and butterfly wings. His hands cradled her face as he continued his invasion. She surrendered. If he didn’t stop soon, they’d never get to the ’til death do us part part. He pulled back, his eyes glinting with a mischievous expression. The separation left her wanting and needy. He’d kissed her to oblivion.
Alex could barely breathe. “A man could get lucky with fancy words like that.”
“That’s my intent, Sunshine. That’s my intent.”
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Acknowledgments
Thanks to:
Paige Wheeler, who during my first pitch ever suggested I add a third sister to my first manuscript ever to create a more marketable series. That third sister turned out to be Alexandra Northrop. The other two sisters lost their own stories and became supporting characters for Alex.
Jenny Bent, for telling me to change the title Cerulean Eyes, Sapphire Hearts, because no one would be able to pronounce or spell “cerulean.”
Chris Keesler, for coming up with the title Untrue Colors.
Susan Scott Shelley, Jacqueline Jayne, Kate Forest, Betty Bolte, and Stephanie Julian, for critiquing the book and helping me through the highs and lows of being a new author.
Barbara, Ronald, Stephen, Linda, Adrienne, Deb, and Jodi, for taking the time to read the story for flaws.
Michelle Grajkowski, my agent, for believing in this story.
Candace Havens, my editor, for taking my writing, my plot, and my character-building to a higher level.
Everyone at Entangled Publishing, for supporting a dark romantic thriller.
Jim, for love, support, and the beautiful writing space with a view.
Sophia, for not only reading and editing my work before anyone else, but for also inspiring me to write about a clever heroine who loves bacon.
Vivienne, for using her amazing imagination to help name characters and challenge scenes.
About the Author
Veronica Forand is an attorney and an award-winning writer of romantic suspense.
She’s lived in Boston, London, Paris, Geneva, and Washington, DC and currently resides near Philadelphia. An avid traveler, she loves to roam across continents with her husband and kids in pursuit of skiing, scuba diving, and finding the perfect piece of chocolate.
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