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    Happily Ever Now
    Happily Ever Now
    Happily Ever Now
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    Happily Ever Now

    By Jen Meyers

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    Wedding planner Everly Vaughn has three rules for a Happily Ever After:
    1. Find a nice guy.
    2. Make sure he passes the BFF test.
    3. Never—no matter how much you like him—engage the Player (aka Austin, your best friend’s brother).

    What happens if you don’t follow these rules? A Happily Ever Now. (Those don’t last.)

    Too bad Ever doesn’t follow her own rules.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJen Meyers
    Release dateJan 16, 2016
    ISBN9781311629821
    Happily Ever Now
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    Jen Meyers

    Jen Meyers grew up in Vermont, spent three years in Germany when she was a kid, and now lives in central New York. When she’s not reading or writing, she’s chasing after her four kids, playing outside, relishing the few quiet moments she gets with her husband, and forgetting to make dinner. She is the author of the Happily Ever After series, Anywhere, the Intangible series (a young adult contemporary fantasy), and co-author of the Untamed series. You can visit Jen online at www.jmeyersbooks.com.

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      Happily Ever Now - Jen Meyers

      Happily Ever Now

      by Jen Meyers

      Copyright © 2016 Jen Meyers

      Smashwords Edition

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission of the author, except for use in any review.

      This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, locales, and events are either pure invention or used fictitiously. No character is based on or inspired by any known or unknown persons, and all incidents come from the author’s imagination alone.

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      Cover photograph © Yuriy Shevtsov

      Cover and title page font designed by Jennifer Heinicke of Fonts a Go-Go

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      Ever will have her usual Sunday morning walk-of-shame brew. Austin winked at Teri, our barista, and she blushed slightly.

      Austin Noble was 99% charm.

      I wasn’t sure what the rest of him was.

      And Austin will have his usual—coffee as dark as his morals, I said.

      Austin leaned conspiratorially over the counter. Any chance you can fast track those? As you can see, Everly Vaughn is insufferable before coffee.

      "I think Teri would agree that I’m the one suffering. I poked him in the chest. Not you."

      One Klingon and one black Shatner coming right up. Teri laughed, keying in our order, then looked up at me with a smile. Double shots of espresso and whipped cream?

      The woman knew me too well. (Note to self: Five trips a day to the local coffee house MAY be excessive. At least find another shop so no one knows the depths of my caffeine depravity.)

      Make it triple on both counts, I said. Rough night. And a full schedule today.

      Austin paid—his turn this week, and good thing, because I’d left my purse at the venue last night—while I grabbed a table nearby. The closer you were, the sooner you got your coffee. And this morning I NEEDED my coffee. In fact I was already debating whether I should have ordered two as I ran my fingers through my chestnut brown hair, trying to detangle the long strands. Something white and sticky stopped my fingers at the ends.

      Cake icing? Austin came around behind me and slid into his chair. Last week it was champagne. All over your… His sentence trailed off as his dark blue eyes skated down my face to my disheveled silk blouse.

      Eyes up, I said, or die a slow and painful death. For a moment I was sure I’d spilled something on the front of my blouse. Again. Making it see-through. Again. I looked down quickly, but my shirt was fine. When I glanced back up, Austin was grinning. And just WHAT are you smiling at?

      You. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, his voice low and enticing. How is it that you always manage to have a Saturday night that sounds way filthier than mine?

      You know what they say…presentation is everything. I regretted it as soon as the words were out. (Note to self: Think before speaking. Especially before caffeine. Especially with Austin.) Didn’t I know better by now?

      Don’t engage the Player. NEVER engage the Player.

      To Austin, everything was a game. Case in point—he was the star of his own reality show on actual network TV called The Noble Experiment, which was basically a weekly recount of his philanderings. His life was one gigantic game of meaningless sex.

      And right now he was looking at me like he wanted me to play.

      You and me, he said, his voice low and gravelly. Cake icing. My bed.

      As his words hit me, my stupid heart started beating way too fast for its own good.

      And mine.

      I cleared my throat and leaned away from him, crossing my arms over my chest. Oh, please, I said. Surely you, of all people, must know that whipped cream is more fun than frosting. When his eyes lit up, my pulse went through the roof, and I mentally cursed myself. It was like my mouth had a mind of its own some days. While my head was firmly on the Not-Even-If-Hell-Froze-Over train, my body clearly was still at the Yes-Please! station. Good thing I’d had a lifetime of practice resisting him. But don’t get your hopes up, Playboy. You know that I’m completely immune to your voodoo.

      Well, maybe not COMPLETELY. But he didn’t need to know that.

      For as long as I’d known him—practically my whole life—I had to keep reminding myself

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