I voluntarily read an early copy of this book.

The Wilders know their weddings and this time it’s for one of their own.

Naomi and Amos have been the secret backbone to the Wilder Brothers’ Retreat and Winery for years.

They’ve also loved and hated each other along the way.

Their on and off again relationship has always worked for them, but now it’s getting in the way of the next Wilder Wedding.

If they don’t figure out what they want, one of them will have to do what they feared: leave the Wilders.

But if they take that leap, they might just break.

Or finally have what they’ve always wanted.

Each other.

  Dramatically delicious! Fans of Carrie Ann Ryan’s Wilder Brothers series will be thrilled to jump into this short novella that showcases employees Naomi and Amos and their connection to the venue, the family and each other as the family readies for the wedding of Ridge and Aurora. The story was short but dramatic as Naomi and Amos wrestle with how they feel about one another and when to stop nursing their pride and admit it once and for all. There’s not time for a huge amount of development in this size of book, so a good bit of their time together and the start of their turmoil is glossed over, but I liked them a lot and was happy to be along for the ride. Looking forward to more to come in the series! I highly recommend this series as a whole!        

The Wilders know their weddings and this time it’s for one of their own.

A Wilder Wedding, an all-new second chance romance from New York Times bestselling author Carrie Ann Ryan is now available!

The Wilders know their weddings and this time it’s for one of their own.

Naomi and Amos have been the secret backbone to the Wilder Brothers’ Retreat and Winery for years.

They’ve also loved and hated each other along the way.

Their on and off again relationship has always worked for them, but now it’s getting in the way of the next Wilder Wedding.

If they don’t figure out what they want, one of them will have to do what they feared: leave the Wilders.

But if they take that leap, they might just break.

Or finally have what they’ve always wanted.

Each other.

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I loved weddings.

There. I said it. I loved everything that went into a wedding and the day of. Some people called them a spectacle and a waste of money. After all, it was one big party for most people in which money, blood, sweat, tears, and countless spreadsheets went into to make them seemingly perfect. Even though no day was actually perfect.

And I loved it all.

I loved the moment. That moment when the bride and groom, or two grooms, two brides, or any poly mix, found themselves looking at each other for the first time.

I loved the shock, the glee, the terror, the excitement. I loved when brides ended up nearly running to their grooms. Or that one time when the two grooms decided to meet halfway down the aisle, even though it wasn’t planned, it just happened. I loved everything about that moment.

The moment you knew that you made the right decision. Where love conquered all and your stomach tightened because you knew this was it. That moment. That everything.

Of course, not all weddings worked perfectly. And not all weddings made sense. Sometimes you went in having a horrible feeling that this just wasn’t going to work out. That they were making a mistake with their decisions.

But those didn’t happen as often as some people thought.

When you decide to give your all to someone, to promise to love and to protect and to cherish that person, you go all in.

What comes later may change things. Perhaps you’re not the same person you once were, so those promises don’t mean what they used to. Or perhaps you realize that you were wrong, and you had been looking through rose-colored glasses.

Or perhaps fate deals a cruel blow, and you lose that other person before you even had a chance to make good on that promise.

I sighed and set my chin on my hand as I watched the bride and groom practice their walk down the aisle during the rehearsal. Their wedding was the next morning, and this was a late afternoon rehearsal. Alexis was brand new to the Wilder team, and I was grateful for her and everything she brought not only to the process, but to the Wilders themselves. The past few wedding planners the Wilder brothers hired hadn’t been up to scratch. In fact, they had failed so hard I was surprised they could even write a single to-do list.

I had worked here before the Wilder brothers had even come to Texas. To be honest, I had been a little skeptical of them. After all, most of them had no experience with running a winery, running an inn, or dealing with events, let alone weddings.

Six strapping brothers, all in a different state of denial and damage, had shown up at our door and proclaimed themselves our new bosses. Our former boss had decided to retire. He had tried his best, and had laid down a decent foundation, but since the Wilder brothers had shown up, we had changed for the better.

We were still finding our way, but the Wilder brothers were making things work. And from what I could tell, a few of them were creating sparks of their own.

Alexis and Eli seemed to be enjoying each other’s company, although it was my job as innkeeper of the Wilder Inn to ensure that the staff didn’t gossip about our big boss and the wedding planner. Nor were we allowed to gossip about our new chef, Kendall Wilder, and her ex-husband, Evan. No, we didn’t talk about those things.

Only it was the best thing we talked about.

Sparks flew and one day someone was going to get burned. However, I had a good feeling about them. That meant there were still four more Wilders, and I heard there was even another set of cousins, so there were more sexy Wilders out there. They needed happy ever afters too, and who knew, maybe this Wilder Retreat and Winery could be the thing that changed everything for them.

Because it made changes and hope for others.

It made things spark.

“Excuse me, ma’am? Is this where we check in?”

I immediately turned back to the front of my desk, smiling wide. I hadn’t heard the older couple come in, and that meant I needed to get my head out of the stars and actually focus on my job.

“Yes of course, I’m sorry. Welcome. Mr. and Mrs. Statham, is it?” I asked, remembering their names from the schedule book. We were a large inn with multiple cabins and rooms within our main building, but we weren’t so large that I couldn’t remember timings and faces if I did my social media scooping well enough. I knew their likes, dislikes, and little touches from the survey they filled out.

Not everyone had social media, so thankfully many people who wanted to enjoy their trip and feel loved and cared for filled out the survey properly. Including allergies, their favorite color, and other random things. The more thorough, the more I could enhance their trip.

I had a whole team to help me with that, to help clean rooms and to keep the large all-wood entryway pristine. But I usually rolled up my sleeves and put in some elbow grease beside them.

Many of the team from before left after our old boss decided to abandon ship. The Wilders had hired so many new faces that sometimes it felt like I was constantly catching up. But the core of us, we were still here.

Like Maddie, Jay, and Amos from the winery. They hadn’t wanted to leave the grapes or the barrels, so they stayed, and I had a feeling they would never leave. After all, Elijah and Evan Wilder were kicking ass over there, though I couldn’t read Elijah, because I didn’t know if he was smirking or not, and Evan liked to growl.

But he fit in over there because Amos loved to growl too.

Not that I was thinking about Amos.

It was better not to think about him. When I had first seen him, I’d swooned.

Yes, I’d swooned.

That big bushy beard and those dark eyes and slanted eyebrows that always made him look angry. I loved them. He was all wide and full of muscle. He could lift like nobody’s business, and put some of the Wilders to shame in the muscle department. And when he pushed up his sleeves to his elbows, showing off those forearms? I nearly fanned myself just thinking about it. A girl could weep.

Of course, now I was thinking about Amos while I was checking in our new guests and showing them around the lobby before I led them to their rooms. That was probably bad for business.

Plus, it wasn’t great for my heart.

After all, Amos had no idea I had a crush on him. And he didn’t need to know—ever.

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I voluntarily read an early copy of this book.

A wedding dress is meant to be worn only once.
When a stranger finds herself in need of a miracle at the last minute, I do the unthinkable: I offer mine to her.
The same one I wore down the aisle for my late husband.
Now I’m invited to the wedding and finding myself wondering why I shut myself away from the world for so long.
I’m only meant to be at the Wilder Retreat for a single day except I go home with not only a job offer, but the promise of something more.
Ridge Wilder is hiding secrets of his own. And the undeniable chemistry between us burns before we even contemplate taking that first step.
Only I’ve already had my happy ever after. I never planned on finding another.
And Ridge is even far more broken than I am—with a past that might come back to haunt us both.

  Emotionally riveting and heartfelt passion! I’m so happy that Carrie Ann Ryan is continuing her Wilder Brothers series with the newly mentioned cousins and Ridge being the first to step forward with his story did NOT disappoint! We are quickly thrust into emotions as we learn both Ridge and Aurora’s painfilled backstories and it doesn’t take either of them long to endear themselves to the reader. I love the background of knowing all of the cousins and all of their families to keep a common thread and familiarity for us, but learning the down low of all of this new branch is going to be fun. I wanted a little more of Ridge and Aurora because they didn’t feel quite as cemented into their happily ever after as I might have liked by the end of the book, but I look forward to watching them continue to connect and grow in his siblings stories. I recommend this book as well as the entire series to anyone who enjoys a family centric background to each sibling finding their forever love after an angsty leadup to happily ever after.      

Two widows. One wedding dress. And a promise of forever in the next installment of the Wilder Brothers.

Moments for You, an all-new second chance, small town romance from New York Times bestselling author Carrie Ann Ryan is now available!

A wedding dress is meant to be worn only once.

When a stranger finds herself in need of a miracle at the last minute, I do the unthinkable: I offer mine to her.

The same one I wore down the aisle for my late husband.

Now I’m invited to the wedding and finding myself wondering why I shut myself away from the world for so long.

I’m only meant to be at the Wilder Retreat for a single day except I go home with not only a job offer, but the promise of something more.

Ridge Wilder is hiding secrets of his own. And the undeniable chemistry between us burns before we even contemplate taking that first step.

Only I’ve already had my happy ever after. I never planned on finding another.

And Ridge is even far more broken than I am—with a past that might come back to haunt us both.

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Something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye, and I turned to see the man I met the day before, Ridge. He was on the security team, and a Wilder if I remembered correctly. And the way he had stared at me made my stomach clench.

Not in a scary way, or perhaps that was a lie. Because something scared me.

I hadn’t felt that rush in so long that I had forgotten what it was.

Because that man, even with his harsh angles and growls, was beautiful. Those piercing eyes, that strong jaw. And those muscles? I hadn’t thought of muscles like that in a very long time.

I was a single woman after all, which was a very weird thing to think. There was nothing holding me back. Except perhaps today of all days wasn’t the time to think of it.

But when would the time be right?

He met my gaze and nodded but didn’t smile. He just turned and went back to whatever his job was for the day, leaving me feeling slightly bereft.

What was wrong with me?

Music began to play, and I sat back in the bench as the ceremony began.

A little girl with a beautiful lacy pink dress skipped down the aisle, making everyone laugh as she tossed petals into the air and twirled like she was a ballerina. Then she set the basket down and proceeded to do somersaults to the end.

A smile broke on my face, pushing through any nerves, and I laughed along with the others, shaking my head as the harried mother came back to pick up her daughter, as well as the basket.

The little girl waved at everyone over her mom’s shoulder, and I waved back, feeling lighter than I had in years.

The little boy was next with his ring pillow and was very serious. Left together. Right together. Left together. Right together.

I hadn’t even realized he was saying that aloud until people were laughing again, and I knew this wedding was going to be full of laughter.

The bridesmaids followed, meeting up with their escorts at the end as they helped them onto the stage. When the groom’s eyes widened and a single tear fell down his cheek, I turned with the others, my breath catching.

There was Augusta, her eyes bright and wide and a smile so radiant on her face that she looked as if she were a goddess, coming to grace us with her presence and gift us with joy and love and happiness.

And her dress.

It was hers now. It wasn’t mine. I still felt a kick in the gut that reminded me of the promise I had made to William. A promise we had kept but fate had broken. I would love William until my dying days, but as my dress became hers and she walked down the aisle, I knew that this was me saying goodbye to what was and what could have been.

It was time to make new promises, it was time to breathe again.

I let my tears freely fall as I watched a woman who, just days ago, had been consumed by panic and loss, marry the man of her dreams in a dress that reflected promises and memories.

And as they said their I do’s, I wiped tears from my face and looked to the left again and met Ridge’s gaze. He studied my face as everyone cheered and clapped. I nodded back, telling him that I was okay.

Because okay can mean a lot of things.

Today wasn’t about me or my memories. Today was about the future.

And it was time to make that happen.

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