Breaking the Rules of Forever

Maybe she was the hot pepper sauce I needed in my control-freak pudding personality.
My sister’s best friend was a thorn in my side. I’m sure the feelings were mutual.
So why were we in my private jet flying into Denver, Colorado? —just the two of us.
Ms. Thorn-in-my-side was a wedding planner; of course, she planned my sister’s wedding.
While searching for my sister, now a runaway bride, the attraction between Ms. Thorn and me was genuinely unexpected.
We fell into this beautiful mess in a snowbank.
It seemed like her luscious, curvy body was in my bed one moment, making my dreams come true.
All too soon, she was on my phone screen with a gun to her head.
I had fallen in love with this woman. Would I be able to save her from whoever had her in their evil clutches?