Free Sweet on You (The Bridesmaids Club Book 4) by Leeanna Morgan Page B

store the flowers until you can take them home. We’ll ask the driver to put the next delivery of bouquets in our staffroom. Give Logan a call, Tess. Ask one of his groomsmen to come down here and take the flowers to where you want them to go.”
    “I’ll do it,” Sally said from the window. “Everyone needs to go back to their chairs. We’ve got a wedding to get ready for.”
    Molly put her camera in its bag and sat down in front of a mirror. When Tess had read the first card, she’d taken a photo of her face. She’d caught a moment of wonder, a deep sense of knowing that this was a day to remember. It would be a grand photo and one that would be treasured.
    As she watched Kate take a hairdryer from a hook on the wall, Molly couldn’t help but feel blessed. She had friends who loved her, a sister who would be beside her no matter what, and a new career she enjoyed.
    If she could just get the prickly man that was her new boss out of her mind, it would be a fine day indeed.
     
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    Jacob sat quietly at the back of Tess and Logan’s wedding reception, watching what was happening at the front of the room. But it wasn’t the bride and groom that held his attention, it was Molly. Apart from looking stunning in her deep red gown, she seemed as fidgety as a cat on a hot tin roof.
    She’d eaten her meal with the rest of the wedding party, laughed and smiled with the other bridesmaids seated beside her. But as soon as the food had been cleared away and the speeches said, she’d been looking for something that wasn’t there.
    And then he realized what was wrong. She didn’t have her camera with her.
    Another photographer had taken photos during the wedding ceremony, and afterward, on the steps of the old brick church. The group shots had been carefully choreographed by Logan’s mom and sister. The list of photos in their hands had been impressive, but they’d managed to herd all of the guests into at least one shot in the shortest time frame he’d ever seen.
    But now, with the first dance of the night fast approaching, Molly looked as though she was about to leave the table in search of her camera.
    “It’s such a lovely wedding, isn’t it?”
    Jacob looked down into Logan’s grandma’s cornflower blue eyes. Elizabeth Allen must have been at least ninety-years-old. She had a sharp mind and an even sharper sense of humor. Her favorite man of the moment was a miniature poodle called Basil. Basil, he’d been told, had been a perfect gentleman while he was being dressed this morning. And the biggest miracle was that his black doggie tuxedo was still attached to his small body.
    Jacob smiled into Grandma Allen’s lovely face. “How is Basil holding out?”
    Elizabeth patted Basil’s head and fed him another doggie treat from the bag beside her. “He has been so good. Charlie should be taking him for a walk outside soon.”
    Elizabeth’s great-grandson had been following Elizabeth around for most of the day. The only thing stopping him from being here now were the ‘just married’ decorations being added to Logan’s sports car.
    “Do you want me to take Basil outside?” Jacob asked.
    “Would you?” Elizabeth said with a sigh. “The whole family thinks I’m slightly batty taking Basil everywhere, but he’s my best friend.”
    Jacob looked down at the fluffy white poodle and smiled. “I’ll take care of him.”
    Elizabeth pulled a blue leash with diamante sparkles out of her handbag and attached it to Basil’s neck. “Be a good boy.” She kissed Basil’s head and handed Jacob a small green bag. “He likes a little walk beforehand. If you find some grass it makes the cleanup so much easier.”
    Jacob stuck the bag in his pocket, took the leash Elizabeth held out to him, and walked toward the main doors. Basil’s stubby little tail flicked in the air as his feet pranced toward freedom.
    They’d just made it outside when Jacob’s cell phone vibrated in his pocket. He looked down at Basil. Basil