The Bride Test (The Kiss Quotient, #2)

by Helen Hoang

THE RULES WHEN YOU’RE WITH A GIRL: 1. Open and shut doors. 2. Pull out chairs and push them back in. 3. Pay for everything. 4. Carry everything. (That included her purse if she wanted. Never mind the fact that he preferred keeping his hands free.) 5. Give her your coat if she seems cold. (No, it didn’t matter if he was cold, too.) 6. No matter how she’s dressed, don’t check out inappropriate areas of her body.* *Specifically, boobs, butt, and thighs. He could make an exception if she was grievously wounded. Uncomfortable heat flushed his face and singed the tips of his ears. He’d just gone to town on Rule Number Six. In his defense, he had no practice being with a woman like this. She positioned her suitcase in front of her legs and took and released a fast breath before smiling again. “You’re Diệp Khải. I’m Esme,” she said in Vietnamese. That surreal sensation came back. This was really happening. His mail-order bride was introducing herself. But wasn’t her name Mỹ?