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The invitation

Keeland, Vi. (Author).

When Stella Bardot discovers an invitation to a fancy wedding addressed to her ex-roommate who owes her money and did her wrong, she decides to attend that wedding. There she meets a handsome stranger, but when her true identity is revealed, she has to make a quick exit. When they come face to face again will Stella get her happily ever after?

Book  - 2020
FIC Keela
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  • ISBN: 9781951045401
  • Physical Description 383 pages ; 21 cm
  • Publisher [Place of publication not identified] : [publisher not identified], 2020.

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The Invitation
The Invitation
by Keeland, Vi
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The Invitation


A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland. The first time I met Hudson Rothschild was at a wedding. I'd received an unexpected invitation to one of the swankiest venues in the city. Hudson was a groomsman and quite possibly the most gorgeous man I'd ever laid eyes on. He asked me to dance, and our chemistry was off the charts. I knew it wasn't a good idea to get involved with him, considering the wedding I was at. But our connection was intense, and I was having a great time. Though the fun came to a screeching halt when Hudson figured out I wasn't who I'd said I was. You see, that unexpected invitation I received? Well, it hadn't actually been addressed to me-it was sent to my ex-roommate who'd bounced a check for two months' rent and moved out in the middle of the night. I figured she owed me an expensive night out, but I guess, technically, I was crashing the wedding. Once caught, I couldn't get out of there fast enough. As I bolted for the door, I might've plucked a few bottles of expensive champagne off the tables I passed, all while the gorgeous, angry groomsman was hot on my tail. Outside, I jumped into a taxi. My heart ricocheted against my ribs as we drove down the block-but at least I'd escaped unscathed. Or so I thought. Until I realized I'd left my cell phone behind at the table. Take one guess who found it? This is the crazy story of how Hudson Rothschild and I met. But trust me, it's only the tip of the iceberg.