Wedding Belle blues by Mia Epsilon





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What do you do when the woman you love is marrying the wrong man? Sabotage the


Anna is planning the perfect wedding, but she doesn’t anticipate her future mother-in-
law’s offer of help which translates into take over. Her groom-to-be avoids her and insists their

growing problems are just “bridal nerves.” Worst of all, her best friend, Robin, begins to act

strange. Everyone around her has his or her own agenda. What’s a girl to do when she begins to

realize the perfect life she envisioned is all a lie?

Robin has two great loves in his life: his best friend Anna and his motorcycle. Not one

to make a scene, he supports Anna in her plan to marry the wrong man and regrets she can’t

accept his dare devil lifestyle. But when push comes to shove, he’s more than willing to make the

necessary sacrifice and prove he is the man she needs.

As the wedding date draws near and plans shift into high gear, Robin and Anna grow

closer and not just as friends. Each must decide what the perfect life truly means while trying to

negotiate the maze of wedding plans, secrets, and hidden motives. Will someone be left singing

the blues?


“Chasing you would be a wasted effort.” Robin waved the half eaten slice before he set

the crust back in the box.

Anna slammed the lid on his hand. “What do you mean? I’m not worth the chase?”

“Hey, starving teacher here.” He knocked on the inside of the box and glared at her. “And

don’t be ridiculous. Of course you’re worth a chase, but even I can recognize a no win situation

regardless if I can’t fully give up on it or you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He was hiding something, besides his hand in the

box. “Robin?”

The liquid blue fire in his eyes singed her as he spoke. “I didn’t give the let’s-forget-this-
ever-happened-and-just-be-friends speech. I didn’t stay too afraid to see where our relationship

might have gone. No win situation.”

Stunned, she gaped at him. “I thought…but you never said…I mean, we’d…”

He just stared at her, face unmoving, his chest rising and falling as his breaths increased.

He was, she realized, getting angrier by the second.

She swallowed and tried to find words, any words, to defuse the tension. “I couldn’t bear

to think of losing you as my friend. We did the best thing for us.””We did the best thing for you.”

“But you…you agreed with me. You said you didn’t want to risk our friendship either.”

“What the hell could I say?” He shot to his feet, knocking the pizza box to the floor. “You

didn’t give me a choice. Either be your friend, only your friend, or leave your life.”

“I never said we couldn’t be friends or you had to leave my life.” She whispered the

words. Yet it had been close. The next morning, after one incredible night, she’d told him: Robin,

we can’t let this happen again. I love you, as a friend. I don’t want to risk our friendship on

meaningless sex. Let’s just put it behind us and stay the way we were before it happened. That’s

all I can give you. Please? He’d agreed.

He paced in front of her. “Maybe it’s not the correct time to bring all this up, but it needs

to be said. The only reason I agreed was because it was what you wanted. The only reason.

Because you asked.”

No. This couldn’t be happening, Robin saying everything she’d wanted to hear before

she started dating Doug, before she’d accepted the ring. So Anna shied away from it, as she had

then. “Tell me why you said ‘Doug invited Kassie instead of you’ in your shocked tone.”

“Even now you won’t face it.” He muttered a curse which shocked her with the anger

behind it. “Will you? You won’t admit maybe we could have—”

“I faced it the morning after. I’m not an idiot, Robin. When you date a woman, it’s like

your skydiving adventures. You have a thrill, anything goes, and it’s awesome and you’re on the

high of it all. Then you land and it’s over. You never talk to the woman again, let alone have a

friendship with her. I didn’t want our friendship to be over. I still don’t. I can’t give more than I

am. I can’t.”

“Why, Anna?” He stopped right in front of her, hands on his hips balled into fists. “Why

can’t you give more? Because of Doug Dufuss?”

“No. Because I can’t just have sex with you and then watch you leave!”

About the Author

Mia Epsilon lives with her enduring soul mate hubby in the gorgeous Blue Ridge

Appalachian Mountains of North Carolina, USA. She’s an avid reader of almost anything, but

particularly romance. She also is a never-miss-an-episode viewer of Doctor Who and Sherlock,

and happily suffers coffee and chocolate addictions. She can most often be found at her

computer, spinning new stories, or in a quiet padded nook with her e-reader. Mia loves to hear

from readers and maintains a mostly current blog at and a Facebook

page under the name MiaEwrites.


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