Series: Oxford, #3
Published by Loveswept on December 6th 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Lauren LayneÔÇÖs bestselling Oxford Series continues with the poignant, heartwarming story of New YorkÔÇÖs most eligible bachelor, Lincoln Mathis, a man whoÔÇÖs living a lieÔÇöuntil his dream woman takes away the pain.
Lincoln Mathis doesnÔÇÖt hide his reputation as ManhattanÔÇÖs ultimate playboy. In fact, he cultivates it. But behind every flirtatious smile, each provocative quip, thereÔÇÖs a secret that LincolnÔÇÖs hiding from even his closest friendsÔÇöa tragedy from his past that holds his heart quietly captive. Lincoln knows what he wants: someone like Daisy Sinclair, the sassy, off-limits bridesmaid he canÔÇÖt take his eyes off at his best friendÔÇÖs wedding. He also knows that sheÔÇÖs everything he can never have.
After a devastating divorce, Daisy doesnÔÇÖt need anyone to warn her off the charming best man at her sisterÔÇÖs wedding. One look at the breathtakingly hot Lincoln Mathis and she knows that heÔÇÖs exactly the type of man she should avoid. But when Daisy stumbles upon LincolnÔÇÖs secret, she realizes thereÔÇÖs more to the charming playboy than meets the eye. And suddenly Daisy and Lincoln find their lives helplessly entwined in a journey that will either heal their damaged souls . . . or destroy them forever.
Daisy took another sip of her wine, watching as wedding guests took their places on the dance floor, warding off her boredom by trying to guess how long each couple had been together based on body language.
She was a little amused to see that Emma and all of her┬áStiletto┬áfriends still seemed to be in the handsy honeymoon stage with their significant others, even though she knew theyÔÇÖd mostly been with their respective spouses for years.
Daisy felt a little twist of her heart. Once upon a time, sheÔÇÖd thought thatÔÇÖd be her and Gary. As much in love on someone elseÔÇÖs wedding day as they had been on their own. At least┬ásheÔÇÖd┬ábeen in love on that day. She wasnÔÇÖt sure someone like Gary knew what love was.
Still, she was glad to be here. Glad to be surrounded by all of this happiness, even if it was bittersweet. Daisy wished her father could be here to see this. HeÔÇÖd died of a heart attack a year ago, and though their dad had wreaked plenty of havoc on Emma and CassidyÔÇÖs relationship all those years ago, Daisy wished he could have walked Emma down the aisle and had a chance at the father-daughter dance.
The way it had worked out was rather lovely, though. Cole Sharpe, yet another┬áOxford┬áwriter, had walked Emma down the aisle, and a whole slew of the┬áOxford┬águys had twirled a laughing Emma around the dance floor in place of the father-daughter dance.
It struck Daisy that┬áthis┬áwas EmmaÔÇÖs family. Sure, the twins were close, but they were orphans now, and theyÔÇÖd never been particularly close to the rest of their extended family. So Emma had built a family here in New York, with a network of tight-knit friendships.
And though Daisy was happy for Emma she was also . . . jealous.
ÔÇ£I hate to break it to you, pet, but youÔÇÖre pulling off the wallflower routine a little too convincingly over here.ÔÇØ
Daisy turned, somehow unsurprised to see Lincoln Mathis standing beside her, blue eyes twinkling above the pink bow tie that he pulled off with impressive masculinity.
ÔÇ£You cheated,ÔÇØ she said, by way of greeting.
He smiled, slow and flirty, as he rested one shoulder against the wall she was leaning on, looking down at her. ÔÇ£HowÔÇÖs that?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£You made them laugh┬áand┬ácry in your speech. I thought we agreed that you were just going to be the funny guy.ÔÇØ
He smiled wider. ÔÇ£What can I say, IÔÇÖm alluring in a multitude of ways.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Speaking of,ÔÇØ she said, nodding her chin slightly to the sultry brunette making her way towards them, ÔÇ£I believe your previous dance partner is wanting an encore.ÔÇØ
He let out the subtlest of groans, so quiet she thought she might have imagined it.
ÔÇ£Dance with me,ÔÇØ he said suddenly to Daisy, straightening and looking down at her.
She jolted in surprise, then in panic. ÔÇ£I canÔÇÖt.ÔÇØ
He smiled and held out a hand. ÔÇ£Come on now, Wallflower. IÔÇÖm very good at dancing.ÔÇØ
Wallflower. Daisy had never been a wallflower in her life. Although he had a point. She did seem to be lurking in the corner a bit. She silently scolded herself. This was everything sheÔÇÖd been coaching herself┬ánot┬áto do. Not to let Gary win . . .
ÔÇ£I donÔÇÖt doubt your dancing prowess,ÔÇØ she replied saucily, ÔÇ£butÔÇöÔÇØ
She broke off. What could she possibly say?┬áI donÔÇÖt like being touched?
ItÔÇÖs not that she┬ácouldnÔÇÖt┬ábe touched. She wasnÔÇÖt┬áthat┬ábroken. She didnÔÇÖt freak out. SheÔÇÖd endured CassidyÔÇÖs hug when sheÔÇÖd greeted him last night; sheÔÇÖd danced earlier with her uncle. But those men were family.
Lincoln Mathis was . . . not family.
Dance with him, she commanded herself.┬áDonÔÇÖt be that broken woman Gary tried to make you.
She didnÔÇÖt move, and slowly LincolnÔÇÖs hand dropped to his side, just as the brunette reached them.
ÔÇ£I love this song,ÔÇØ the woman said, running a possessive hand up LincolnÔÇÖs arm. ÔÇ£Dance?ÔÇØ
Lincoln held DaisyÔÇÖs gaze and she shrugged before blowing him a teasing good-bye kiss. ÔÇ£Bye bye.ÔÇØ
His eyes narrowed. ÔÇ£Actually,ÔÇØ Lincoln said, turning and giving the other woman a regretful smile, ÔÇ£I need to step out for a moment.ÔÇØ
The womanÔÇÖs perfectly shaped brows folded into a frown. ÔÇ£Step out? For what?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£I need to show Daisy something,ÔÇØ he said, bending and kissing the other womanÔÇÖs cheek. ÔÇ£Next time, love.ÔÇØ
Before Daisy could register that sheÔÇÖd been commandeered as part of Lincoln MathisÔÇÖs escape, heÔÇÖd plucked the champagne flute out of her hand, setting it aside before clasping her fingers in his and pulling her toward the door.
ÔÇ£Wait, weÔÇÖre really leaving?ÔÇØ she asked with a laugh as he tugged her through the throng of wedding guests.
ÔÇ£I canÔÇÖt,ÔÇØ she said. ÔÇ£ItÔÇÖs my sisterÔÇÖs wedding, I have family here, and . . .ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£But you want to leave,ÔÇØ he said, turning and facing her.
She narrowed her gaze. ÔÇ£Why would I want that?ÔÇØ
He met her eyes. ÔÇ£Because you donÔÇÖt like weddings any more than I do.ÔÇØ
Advance praise for┬áSomeone Like You
ÔÇ£Fun and flirty, sassy and steamy, with a deep emotional pull that will keep you turning the pages.ÔÇØÔÇöKelly Jamieson, author of┬áTop Shelf
ÔÇ£An unsung hero with a story that touched my heart. Emotional and gripping. A top favorite of 2016 for me.ÔÇØÔÇöNew York Times┬ábestselling author Melanie Moreland┬á