Sweet on You (The Bridesmaids Club Book 4) Read Free Page A

been trying not to think too hard about opening night. She was terrified that no one would like her landscape images.
    Becky glanced at her. “Let me know how much I owe you.”
    Molly didn’t bother telling her sister that she didn’t want her money. She might be living from commission to commission at the moment, but that hadn’t always been the case. Before she’d moved to Montana, Molly had a successful career as a fashion photographer. She’d worked with the top models and designers in the world, constantly traveling around Europe. It had been everything she’d ever wanted. Until her gran died.
    Molly focused on her breathing and pushed the sharp stab of grief away. Her gran had meant the world to her. It still hurt, two years later, to know that she wouldn’t be seeing her anytime soon.
    She took a deep breath, found an easy running rhythm, and caught up with her sister.
    “Tell me about yesterday’s wedding?” Becky ran around a sign that was advertising a craft market next weekend. “How was Emily?”
    “She’s still pregnant. Tess and Rachel were there. We had a grand time.”
    “And?” Becky asked.
    “And what?”
    Becky jogged in place. “Were there any interesting men there?”
    “I wasn’t looking. You should have come with me.”
    “Not for me. For you. I heard that Jacob Green is back in town.”
    Molly was so over everyone asking her about Jacob, that it wasn’t funny anymore. “He was there. We didn’t say much to each other.”
    “Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
    Molly didn’t say anything. She jogged toward the children’s playground, refocusing her brain on running and not Jacob.
    She heard Becky behind her, felt the weight of her gaze on her shoulders.
    “He’s not like Rowan.”
    Molly stumbled. She turned to her sister and frowned. “You don’t know that.”
    “Your ex-husband ran off with a barmaid from County Kerry. The man’s brains were in his jeans.”
    “And you think Jacob’s brains are any better?”
    Becky frowned. “Most men’s brains are better than Rowan’s. Under his polish and sophistication, Rowan was only interested in himself.”
    Molly wasn’t going to argue with her sister. Not when she was right.
    Becky started jogging again. “Jacob made his first million dollars by the time he was twenty-four. By the time he hit thirty, he was on his way to mega-rich status. I think his brains are exactly where they need to be.”
    “How did you find out about his millions?”
    “Doris Stanley. She’s the queen of everything you don’t need to know.”
    Molly slowed down as she got close to a drinking fountain. “I’m not that impressed with rich men.”
    Becky shook her head. “Now you’re being stubborn. Just because Jacob’s successful, it doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with him.”
    Molly leaned down and pushed the lever below the fountain. She took a long, cool drink, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “I’m not dating him, so you might as well forget about Jacob.”
    “Like you have?”
    “Exactly like I have.” Molly glanced down at her watch. “We’re late for breakfast. First one back to our apartment gets a double stack of pancakes.”
    Becky tore across the grass, hoping to get a head start on Molly. But Molly knew her legs could easily out-run her sister’s. She threw herself into the chase, catching up to Becky when they were only a few doors away from their apartment.
    Becky grabbed hold of the porch railing and spun toward Molly. “I won,” she gasped. “You can buy me a double stack with banana and maple syrup topping.”
    Molly couldn’t think of anything less tempting, but she nodded anyway.
    It was better than telling her sister that she’d let her win.
     
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    Later that afternoon, Molly lifted her coffee cup off the table. She was sitting with her friends, Tess and Rachel, in the living room of The Bridesmaids Club headquarters. Dresses in every shade of the rainbow sat on racks around