Conned by Jessica Wilde

what Ash was talking about because my eyes caught a glimpse of Emily in
the doorway and I was done for.
    Ash was beautiful, but Emily… there were no words worthy
enough to describe her.
    "Oh, Emily! You look incredible!" Ash exclaimed
and rushed forward to pull her into a hug and study her hair and makeup. They
went on for a few minutes about the dress that I just couldn't take my eyes off
of and when Ash pulled her toward me, my chest tightened and I felt the urge to
rub my hand over my heart to relieve the pressure. Am I having a heart
attack? What is this?
    Emily looked up at me from beneath her eyelashes and damn it
if that didn't make me want to kiss her until she couldn't breathe. The air
around us thickened and the pressure in my chest held tighter with every breath.
    "Hi."
    It was a simple word and the response I should have given
was just as simple, but I couldn't speak as I took in the details up close.
    Her blonde hair was pinned up into some kind of fancy twist
thing with small pieces falling out of it, making the style sexier than it
would have been otherwise. Her makeup wasn't dramatic like I thought it would
be and the green of her eyes was even more noticeable with the colors she had
chosen. The white dress she was wearing fit her like a glove. No other way to
describe it. Every curve was accentuated by the thin, stretchy material. There
was only one strap over her left shoulder and the neckline revealed enough to
tease at the soft skin I knew was underneath. The hem stopped at the top of her
knees, allowing a view of her long, smooth legs. She couldn't be any taller
than 5'4", but those legs looked like they went on for miles.
    And the shoes.
    Damn you, Aislinn!
    Those heels would only look better if they were digging into
my back.
    "Con, Are you okay?"
    My sister's voice sounded more amused than panicked and I
shook my head to clear away my dirty thoughts.
    "You look… Wow!" It was all I could say and not
enough of what I wanted to say.
    "Thank you, Conall. You look very handsome
yourself," Emily muttered with a small grin, bringing my attention to
those plump lips. She wasn't wearing any lipstick, just some kind of gloss that
brought out the natural pink of those lips and I desperately wanted to taste
them.
    "Doesn't he? I love when the boys wear suits. They may
hate it, but they look so handsome," Ash rambled then turned to me.
"She didn't bring anything fancy, of course, so I'm glad we are about the
same size. Emily, this dress is perfect for you. You can definitely keep it. No
way could I pull it off like that."
    Emily was still looking up at me when she started to
protest, but it was on that thought, I turned back to the cabinet where the
Tullamore was and poured myself another glass. I needed a minute to pull myself
together and the sound of Ash pulling Emily out the door to look at the
decorations was like a heavy weight off of my shoulders. I sighed as the drink
went down and immediately soothed me. When I turned back to the kitchen, Luke
and Gus were smiling like a bunch of idiots.
    "Hey Shady? Isn't that the look you got on your face
when you saw Ash fifteen minutes ago?" Gus said casually without taking
his eyes off me.
    Luke nodded, his expression serious. "Yep. But I was
able to pull her into a room and kiss her senseless. Helped a little bit."
    I rolled my eyes to the ceiling and grumbled under my
breath. That would help. Maybe. It would at least relieve this ache in
my chest I couldn't seem to get rid of and that was the worst part. I could
avert my eyes when necessary and my head would benefit from the distraction,
but this tight grip around what could only be my heart… I couldn't do a damn
thing about it.
    I liked her.
    Really liked her.
    I knew this was going to be trouble. I didn't have time for
this crap.
    "Yeah. Too bad, Con. Never thought I'd see the day that
my big brother would get his ass handed to him by a dress."
    "Did you see that thing? Luke, look me in the eye and
tell me