She gave her mum a tight smile as she approached. “We were coming to bed.” Abby took her by the arm and guided her towards the door.

She was ignoring the question in her mum’s doubting stare. Ignoring the way her mum was glancing back towards Jordan.

None of it was real.

Her wedding was real.

From now on, that was all Abby was going to concentrate on.

Chapter 15

Abby woke the following morning drenched in sweat.

She’d had a sex dream about Jordan.

As she opened her eyelids, heart pounding in her chest, she knew she had to get this under control. Had to work out how to enjoy her hen weekend as any bride should. She had to focus on her friends and family celebrating her upcoming wedding, and not solely on her fake bridesmaid. Her sexy as hell, fake bridesmaid.

Piece of cake, right?

She slipped a finger into her pants and closed her eyes as it connected with her wetness. She cast her mind back to her dream.

Jordan had been dressed in a skimpy red bikini that left little to the imagination. Her long, lean body reclined on a lounger as she baked in the sun. Abby had approached, climbed on top of her and slid her fingers into Jordan’s bikini bottoms, a little like she was doing to herself right now. Jordan had been wet like her, too.

No words had been said.

Jordan had simply spread her legs a little more, making room for Abby to slide into her.

Stop!

Abby opened her eyes, withdrew her fingers, and wiped them on her thigh. She let out a strangled breath, then jumped up, and walked over to her window to open the blinds. It was a glorious day in Cannes. But as she stood there, she couldn’t shake the image of Jordan in her red bikini. It had been so real. Jordan’s skin had been so real. The feel of her. She’d smelled like sunshine.

Abby closed her eyes as her heartbeat slowed in her chest. Her clit twitched, but she ignored it.

She had to snap back into being a normal bride.

Whatever that was.

Today was the yacht trip. A boat ride out into the ocean with music, fun, and a free bar. She should take it easy on the free bar, she knew that already. Thankfully, her head was clear for today, as she hadn’t gone completely overboard last night. Enough to blurt out some stupid things to Jordan, however.

She shook her head as she remembered telling Jordan about sleeping with a woman. Telling her that perhaps she was meant to be with a woman. Fucking hell.