Book Two in Changing Grooms...


Your sexy ex roars up in a red sports car and offers to sweep you away from the mess you've made of your life...


Well, wouldn't you?


With her wedding plans in tatters, and the local grapevine ablaze, Bella Shaw is getting out of town and speeding across the country with gorgeous, dangerous Damon Cavello. Bella's been playing it safe for far too long -- and now her brooding rebel is back in her life it's time to go wild!


This book is the sequel to Bridesmaid Says: 'I do!'

























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The sports car was very low, very bright and shiny. Very red. It growled to a throbbing halt right in front of Bella, and the driver killed the motor.

 ‘Morning, Bella.’ His faintly amused gaze dropped to the overnight bag at her feet. ‘Are you going somewhere?’

Damon Cavello…

Back in Willara after ten years.

Damon… with the same wild, dark hair and brooding, bad boy looks she’d fallen in love with in high school.

No, not now. I can’t deal with this now.

She had seen him many times on TV, of course, in a flak jacket reporting from a war zone, or poised precariously above raging floodwaters in South America, playing the ultimate foreign correspondent.

But it was a very different matter seeing him again in the flesh, especially on this morning of all mornings.

Bella felt as if she’d been snap-frozen. She couldn’t have smiled even if she’d wanted to, and she had to swallow before she could speak.

‘Hello, Damon. I’ve come straight from the hotel.’ Last night had been her hen’s night. ‘I’ve had a call about my grandfather, Paddy.’

She nodded in the direction of the sign for the Greenacres Retirement Home on the stone wall behind her. Then, with businesslike briskness she picked up her bag, dismissing Damon Cavello with a coolness that she hoped matched his. ‘Sorry I can’t chat. It’s important family business.’

About to hurry inside, she was dismayed to hear the driver’s door opening.

‘Hang on a minute,’ Damon called as he got out.

With the flashy sports car as a backdrop, he should have looked cocky or faintly comic, but he looked neither.

Unfair. He was dressed in a faded T black shirt and jeans, and in these clothes, with the added advantage of darkly lashed, grey eyes, and rumpled dark hair, he was as disturbingly sexy as ever.

‘I said I can’t talk, Damon. I have to go. Paddy’s disappeared.’

‘Take it easy, Bella. I can tell you what’s happened.’

Dumbfounded, she gaped at him.

He said, ‘Your grandfather has run away with my grandmother.’

A wave of dizziness threatened Bella. Her knees sagged. She really couldn’t deal with this now.

A mere hour ago her fiancé, Kent, had left her hotel room with her diamond engagement ring in his pocket and a new lightness in his step. Minutes later, she’d received a phone call from Greenacres with the news that her grandfather had apparently disappeared.

She’d assumed the old trickster was simply playing hooky. It had happened before. Any minute now there’d be news that Paddy had been found at the Bowls Club, or on the banks of Willara Creek, fishing. She’d never dreamed –

‘The Greenacres people rang me an hour ago and I’ve been checking it out,’ Damon said. ‘From all accounts, Paddy and Violet took off from here last night in Violet’s car.’

‘For heaven’s sake. A joy ride?’

‘I’ve spoken to the fellow who runs the servo on the outskirts of town. He says they woke him up some time past midnight and begged him to fill their tank. They told him it was an emergency and they were heading north.’

‘An emergency?’ She frowned. ‘It’s not a joy ride then. How far north?’

‘That’s the burning question. They could be heading anywhere up the coast, possibly all the way to Cairns, and that’s at least two day’s drive. An elderly couple might take longer. The guy at the servo reckons they were on some kind of mission, and they were headed north-east, for the coast road.’

Bella rubbed at her brow as she tried to take this in. ‘But – but that’s crazy. They’re too old to just take off like that. They’re in their eighties for goodness sake. Paddy has a pacemaker.’

‘And Violet has high blood pressure.’

At this, she looked up, and without warning, her gaze locked with Damon’s. For a fraught moment, she forgot everything as she reconnected with the silvery grey gorgeousness of his eyes.

So many memories…

No. Heavens no, she mustn’t start remembering now…

‘This is ridiculous,’ she snapped, deliberately shifting her gaze and letting out an audible sigh. ‘It would help if we could ring them, but Paddy doesn’t have a mobile phone. When he moved into Greenacres, he said everyone knew where to find him – he didn’t need a mobile.’

‘It was the same with Violet. Last thing she wanted was her phone going off at the hairdressers or in church. If people wanted her, they could wait till she got home.’

‘So… what can we do? Call the police?’

‘I don’t think there’s any need to panic,’ Damon said carefully. ‘Actually, I’ve got it sorted.’


‘I’m going after them.’

‘Oh.’ Bella drew a deep breath, let her gaze travel over the flashy red sports car. ‘In this?’ She raised a critical eyebrow.

He almost smiled. ‘Yes, Bella. In this. And yes, I know it’s a bright red phallic symbol, but it was all the hire car agency in this tin pot town could offer me. And it’s fine. It’s a hell of a lot faster than the car our grandparents are driving.’

Damon turned to leave. Having dutifully informed her, he was clearly in a hurry to get going. ‘I’m glad I saw you, but if I’m going to catch this pair, I should hit the road.’

She almost called, ‘Wait!’ This was all happening too quickly – yet another surprise in a very surprising morning. But if she called Damon back, she wasn’t sure what she would say.

As if sensing her dilemma, he looked back at her with a frown. ‘How did you get here? Do you have a car?’

She shook her head. ‘I came straight from the hotel.’ All her friends, including her bridesmaid Zoe, were back at the hotel sleeping off the hen’s party. ‘I was lucky enough to grab Willara’s one and only taxi.’

‘Let me give you a lift then.’ He said this politely, but without enthusiasm as if he was as cautious and tense and she was. ‘Are you going back into town?’

‘Actually, I should go to Blue Gums to see my father.’ She had to tell her dad about Paddy’s disappearance as well as the news that she and Kent were no longer getting married. She wasn’t looking forward to delivering either message.

‘I can drop you off. The farm’s on the way out of town.’

Bella hesitated. Getting into a sports car with Damon Cavello, her high school sweetheart, was too much like a blast from the past.

It felt ridiculously dangerous – very Red Riding Hood and the Wolf.

This man had always been the haunting “what if” in her life.


From “Runaway Bide"
By: Barbara Hannay
Mills and Boon Romance
December 2011

ISBN: 978-0-263-22653-9
Copyright: © Barbara Hannay
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