Prepared | Cara Dee
Release Date: August 30th, 2022
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It’s time for the happily ever after Gray and Darius have fought so hard for…once they get out of this darn jungle in Belize.
“You have to understand, I thought I wasn’t going to make it. I said goodbye to everyone in my head.”
Three years ago, Gray Nolan lost all hope of ever seeing his friends and family again. Now, everyone was gathering to watch him become Gray Quinn. At long last. But before his and Darius’s big day, they had one more mission to undertake. Just a simple in-and-out stint. Nothing to worry about.
Certainly nothing as challenging as a two-day bachelor party featuring a pack of wild children, three best men in charge with an abundance of creativity, a hockey game between the younger whippersnappers and the more…seasoned grunts, and a very open bar.
“I’m not ready for this,” Darius muttered into his coffee mug.
He and Gray stood on the porch as four vehicles rolled up. Just as Gray and Darius had finished their chores for the day. Every animal had been fed, the dogs and the kids had been dropped off at Darius’s folks’ house after school and day care, and—
Gray let out a laugh as a dance song from the ’90s blared out of Case and Boone’s truck. They were the first to park, right next to the Wagoneer, followed by Ryan’s truck.
Case jumped out with an actual boombox on his shoulder and bobbed his head to the beat.
Ethan and Avery emerged from Ryan’s truck too.
Gray didn’t actually know exactly who was showing up today. He’d been told it wasn’t mandatory; it was basically a briefing for the bachelor party activities that would take place this week, and Ryan and Avery were in contact with everyone. And those who didn’t have anything better to do today could stop by.
“Jesus,” Darius sighed.
Gray grinned and descended the porch steps. “Come on, baby.” It was time to greet their guests.
Abel and Madigan parked next to Ryan at the same time as the Tenleys appeared on the guest cabin’s porch.
Gage, Gideon, and Gabriel stepped out of the last car.
“Who else is feeling fucking pumped for this wedding?” Case hollered over the music.
“He’s gonna give the pigs a goddamn heart attack,” Darius said.
Gray chuckled and picked up the pace, and he met up with Case and Boone right before the bridge that crossed the stream.
“I see you brought the party with you.” He exchanged a grin with Case and hugged him. “Good to see you again, Casey.”
“You too, man. Since our men don’t dance, I’m hauling you out on the dance floor when we go clubbing.”
“No spoilers, you little shit!” Ryan yelled.
“Oh!” Case shouted and held out his free arm. “Who you callin’ shit, you old fuck!”
Oh God. Gray could only shake his head in amusement—and move on to greet the others. Boone got a hug, Ethan got a hug, they all got hugs. Gideon and Gabriel were already goofing off, dancing to the new song that was playing. All ’90s, give or take a few years. That was Case O’Sullivan. From “Mr. Saxobeat” to “Boom, Boom, Boom” by Vengaboys.
It was possible Gray was subscribing to Case’s playlists on Spotify.
Darius couldn’t stay grumpy for too long. By the time he’d greeted everyone, he’d reached his wry-smirk stage.
Gray threw an arm around Abel’s shoulders and smacked a loud smooch to his cheek. “Are you ready for this mayhem?”
“Are you?” Abel grinned. “Keep in mind, I helped plan it all.”
Yeah, Gray was game.
About The Author
I’m often awkwardly silent or, if the topic interests me, a chronic rambler. In other words, I can discuss writing forever and ever. Fiction, in particular. The love story—while a huge draw and constantly present—is secondary for me, because there’s so much more to writing romance fiction than just making two (or more) people fall in love and have hot sex.
There’s a world to build, characters to develop, interests to create, and a topic or two to research thoroughly.
Every book is a challenge for me, an opportunity to learn something new, and a puzzle to piece together. I want my characters to come to life, and the only way I know to do that is to give them substance—passions, history, goals, quirks, and strong opinions—and to let them evolve.
I want my men and women to be relatable. That means allowing room for everyday problems and, for lack of a better word, flaws. My characters will never be perfect.
Wait…this was supposed to be about me, not my writing.
I’m a writey person who loves to write. Always wanderlusting, twitterpating, kinking, cooking, baking, and geeking. There’s time for hockey and family, too. But mostly, I just love to write.
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