The Casanova (The Miles High Club)
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“What the fuck did you do, Harrison?” Jameson barks.
“I didn’t think he would really open the gate!” he yells. “Everyone knows you don’t do dares.”
Everyone starts screaming as the ram runs toward us, then he stops and, seemingly distracted, begins to head-butt a tree at full force. The sound echoes like thunder.
Then he turns and rams into Daniel, who goes flying spectacularly in the air.
“Oh . . . fucking hell.” Jameson winces.
The guests all run for their lives, screaming.
“Elliot,” Kate cries. “Do something.”
Christopher’s eyes widen and then he bursts out laughing. “Best wedding ever.”
Tristan is holding Patrick under his arm while he runs as fast as he can.
“Everyone, get out of the way,” he screams. “This thing is a killer.”
I clench my jaw, ready to explode. “Fucking Harry.”
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
It takes an army to write a book and I have the best army on earth.
I would dearly love to thank my mum Kerry, Nadia, Rachel, Amanda, Lisa, Nicole. Rena and Vicki, you guys have been my beta team since day one, you are my rock and I am so grateful for all that you do for me. You make me better.
To my amazing Montlake team, Sammia, Lindsey, and Nicole, thank you for being so good at what you do. Your help and guidance is a dream come true.
To the best PA in all of the world, my beloved Kellie.
Special thanks to my family for putting up with a wife and mum who is always writing . . . or thinking about writing. I’m annoying, I know.
And to you . . . my beloved readers, you are the reason I write.
You are all so appreciated, thank you so much for making my dreams come true.
xoxoxo
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
T L Swan is seriously addicted to the thrill of writing and can’t imagine a time when she wasn’t. She resides in Sydney, Australia, where she is living out her own happily-ever-after with her husband and their three children.