All of Me (The Bridesmaids Club Book 1)

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Authors: Leeanna Morgan
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doses of hormones and a few fantasies that Tess featured in.
    He glanced at Molly and Sally. “The Bridesmaids Club is a great idea. It’s already working for Connie.”
    “But what if she doesn’t like any of the dresses?”
    Logan studied Tess’ face. She looked worried and tired. “What time did you wake up this morning?”
    “Half-past three,” she said softly. “I couldn’t sleep.”
    “Want to tell me what you were worried about?”
    Tess shook her head. “Silly things. Things that happened a long time ago and shouldn’t matter now.”
    “I know the feeling. You could always call me if you can’t sleep.”
    “I’ll wake you up.”
    “No, you won’t. I don’t remember the last time I slept through the night.”
    Tess pushed the rest of her chocolate cake away. “Is that why you run? Because you can’t sleep?”
    “It gives me something to do.” He watched Tess think about what he’d said.
    She slid off the stool and kissed his cheek. “I’ll leave another muffin on the door for you tomorrow. Just be thankful you don’t have to wear one of these dresses.”
    Logan followed Tess with his eyes as she walked toward Molly and Sally. She moved like a ballerina, posed in front of the camera like she’d been doing it for most of her life.
    He had a feeling Tess had more secrets than he did. He just hoped hers weren’t as deadly.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    Tess looked at her watch for the tenth time in as many minutes. It was Tuesday evening. After work she’d gone for a long walk. By three o’clock she’d been so tired that she’d come home and started baking. She knew if she sat down she’d fall asleep. But with Connie and her sister arriving soon, she couldn’t afford to be caught having a nap.
    Molly had finished taking the last photo of the dresses at eight-thirty last night. Within an hour, everyone had gone home. But Tess’ mind hadn’t stopped working over-time. It had been close to eleven o’clock before she’d finally fallen asleep.
    Logan and Molly were coming back this afternoon to capture the moment Connie decided which dresses she’d take. Sally had parent teacher meetings and couldn’t make it. Annie was practicing for her bowling tournament.
    Tess planned on having a long hot bath after everyone left, then heading straight to bed. She needed a decent night’s sleep, otherwise she’d have to do something crazy, like close the café and take a vacation.
    She added chocolate chips to the second cookie mixture and rolled the dough into balls. If she didn’t bake for a living, it would have been therapeutic, but all she could think about were the other things she needed to do tomorrow. Maybe she needed a vacation more than she thought she did. While her imagination ran over the possibilities of where she’d go, someone knocked on her back door.
    Tess wiped her hands on a dishcloth and went to see who it was. Molly stood at the top of the stairs with Logan a few steps below her.
    “Look who I found in the parking lot?” Molly smiled at Logan, then looked at Tess. “Are you ready for Connie’s visit?”
    Tess moved out of the way so they could come inside. “As ready as I’ll ever be. I was going to make a cup of coffee. Would you like one?”
    Logan put a pen and notebook on the kitchen counter. “I can make it. You’re busy baking.”
    “It’s okay. I can do it.” Tess was happy to make them a drink, but Logan was already pulling mugs out of the pantry.
    “I know how to make coffee. Go back to your cookies.”
    “Make a cup for me,” Molly said as she checked her camera.
    Tess moved back to her cookie dough, finished rolling the balls, then put them in the oven. Logan left a hot mug of coffee beside her.
    She didn’t know what it was about him, but she could feel his eyes following her around the kitchen. It was as if she had a radar attached to her body whenever he was in the same room as her. It didn’t feel uncomfortable, it just felt

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