the woman who'd dumped him. The crazy female. Poor guy. He must really be taking it hard. Coupled with his past, he'd sworn off marriage completely. Just her luck.
She'd been momentarily relieved to discover he and Simone had broken up. The woman had been stitched to his side at Mark's wedding like a too-tight shirt. Then Zack had made his announcement— I'm never getting married.
A commitment-shy guy.
Fiddlesticks.
She finished clearing the cash register, yanked down the shade on her window, and switched the open sign to closed. She had to forget about Zachary West, except where business was concerned, because she was definitely getting married.
She glanced at the bouquet she'd caught at Casey's wedding. It had been a sign that it was time for her to get serious about finding a serious relationship.
At twenty-seven, her biological clock was ticking away like a hyperactive cuckoo clock. She had to find a husband before time wound down.
Her best friend, Casey McIntyre had recently married a great guy and they were off on their honeymoon. And her friend and co-worker Angel Honeycutt, had found someone, and now she was pregnant.
Jenna sighed, anxious for a family of her own.
She'd been attracted to Zack the minute she'd seen him at Mark's wedding. Before the ceremony, Mark had told her stories about Zack going through women like some men went through socks. Jenna had imagined Zack looking like Mark, short and stocky with curly dark hair.
But then Zack had walked up to her at the wedding and nearly knocked her off her high heels with his sexy eyes—eyes the color of caramel candy.
His long, sandy-blond hair brushed the ends of his collar and made her want to run her hands through it. His smile had a mischievous glint to it that hinted of the devil. He also liked children. At Mark's reception, Zack had tossed someone's toddler over his shoulder and given him a piggyback ride across the lawn.
Too bad the hunk had sworn off marriage.
Her hand automatically flew to her hair. She pushed it behind her ear and felt her hearing aid. Slipping the small piece from her ear, she checked the batteries. She wanted to make sure the device didn't die on her in the middle of class—Husband Hunting 101, Zack had called it. Well, he could laugh all he wanted. She intended to go to the class, and she didn't want to miss anything important the instructor might say.
This class would help her learn skills to seek out the right kind of man, the type of man who also wanted marriage. She might even meet someone interesting in the class.
Quickly replacing the hearing aid, she grabbed her purse. Whomever she found would have to deal with her hearing loss. It would take someone special, but her father had always told her if she wanted something to go for it. And she wanted a family. There had to be someone out there for her.
She stuffed a brand-new spiral notebook and a pencil under her arm and hurried out the door. She might not find a husband through the class, but at least it was a start. And it would keep her mind off the sexy man she'd just hired to write her ad campaign.
The irresistible, unavailable, Zack West.
Chapter 2
Fifteen minutes later, Jenna straightened her skirt, smoothed the wrinkles from her jacket and walked into Room 101. Ironic that the numbers matched Zack's little joke about Husband Hunting 101. She scanned the room—several women, four men.
So, men actually signed up for the class. She'd have to tell smug Zachary West that the next time he came into the shop.
Sliding into an empty chair, Jenna opened her notebook and took out her newly sharpened pencil. It had been ages since she'd been in a classroom. In high school, she'd felt uncomfortable at first, attending a regular school, always afraid her hearing aid would fail, afraid she wouldn't fit in, afraid the guys wouldn't like her.
But Casey had befriended her, and her family had always encouraged her. Her big brother, Jeff, had been overprotective, but
She'd been momentarily relieved to discover he and Simone had broken up. The woman had been stitched to his side at Mark's wedding like a too-tight shirt. Then Zack had made his announcement— I'm never getting married.
A commitment-shy guy.
Fiddlesticks.
She finished clearing the cash register, yanked down the shade on her window, and switched the open sign to closed. She had to forget about Zachary West, except where business was concerned, because she was definitely getting married.
She glanced at the bouquet she'd caught at Casey's wedding. It had been a sign that it was time for her to get serious about finding a serious relationship.
At twenty-seven, her biological clock was ticking away like a hyperactive cuckoo clock. She had to find a husband before time wound down.
Her best friend, Casey McIntyre had recently married a great guy and they were off on their honeymoon. And her friend and co-worker Angel Honeycutt, had found someone, and now she was pregnant.
Jenna sighed, anxious for a family of her own.
She'd been attracted to Zack the minute she'd seen him at Mark's wedding. Before the ceremony, Mark had told her stories about Zack going through women like some men went through socks. Jenna had imagined Zack looking like Mark, short and stocky with curly dark hair.
But then Zack had walked up to her at the wedding and nearly knocked her off her high heels with his sexy eyes—eyes the color of caramel candy.
His long, sandy-blond hair brushed the ends of his collar and made her want to run her hands through it. His smile had a mischievous glint to it that hinted of the devil. He also liked children. At Mark's reception, Zack had tossed someone's toddler over his shoulder and given him a piggyback ride across the lawn.
Too bad the hunk had sworn off marriage.
Her hand automatically flew to her hair. She pushed it behind her ear and felt her hearing aid. Slipping the small piece from her ear, she checked the batteries. She wanted to make sure the device didn't die on her in the middle of class—Husband Hunting 101, Zack had called it. Well, he could laugh all he wanted. She intended to go to the class, and she didn't want to miss anything important the instructor might say.
This class would help her learn skills to seek out the right kind of man, the type of man who also wanted marriage. She might even meet someone interesting in the class.
Quickly replacing the hearing aid, she grabbed her purse. Whomever she found would have to deal with her hearing loss. It would take someone special, but her father had always told her if she wanted something to go for it. And she wanted a family. There had to be someone out there for her.
She stuffed a brand-new spiral notebook and a pencil under her arm and hurried out the door. She might not find a husband through the class, but at least it was a start. And it would keep her mind off the sexy man she'd just hired to write her ad campaign.
The irresistible, unavailable, Zack West.
Chapter 2
Fifteen minutes later, Jenna straightened her skirt, smoothed the wrinkles from her jacket and walked into Room 101. Ironic that the numbers matched Zack's little joke about Husband Hunting 101. She scanned the room—several women, four men.
So, men actually signed up for the class. She'd have to tell smug Zachary West that the next time he came into the shop.
Sliding into an empty chair, Jenna opened her notebook and took out her newly sharpened pencil. It had been ages since she'd been in a classroom. In high school, she'd felt uncomfortable at first, attending a regular school, always afraid her hearing aid would fail, afraid she wouldn't fit in, afraid the guys wouldn't like her.
But Casey had befriended her, and her family had always encouraged her. Her big brother, Jeff, had been overprotective, but
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