Page 21 of The Runaway Bride's Vow

Dylan was quiet for a moment, as though considering his words. “Let me get this straight. This beautiful woman just walked up to you and threw coffee all over you?”

“Of course not.” Logan rested his palms against the granite countertop. “We ran into each other at the coffee shop. We reached for the same cup of coffee at the same time.”

“I see. So you might have had a hand in spilling the coffee?”

He hated how Dylan had turned the situation around on him. “And then she assaulted me with the door.”

A smile pulled at the corners of Dylan’s lips as he started to laugh. “She did what?”

His jaw tightened. The more Dylan laughed, the tighter Logan’s back teeth ground together.

The amusement continued to show in Dylan’s eyes. “Logan, what happened? You have to tell me how she assaulted you.”

Logan’s irritation rose. “Don’t you have to go home?”

“Nope. I’ve got all night. Or at least until you tell me what happened.”

Logan inwardly groaned. The fastest way to get rid of him was just to tell him. “After she dumped hot coffee on me, I went to the chapel. I bent over to check the trim out when she came plowing through the door. She hit me in the back and sent me headlong into the wall.”

Dylan let out a hearty laugh. Were those tears in his eyes?

Honestly, he didn’t find any of it amusing. “Stop. It’s not funny. The woman is not only accident-prone but also irritating. There’s no way I’m dating her. I’d need to wear body armor to be safe.”

It took Dylan a moment to calm his amusement. “I think I understand.”

“At last. It took you long enough.”

“Actually, what I understand is that you have it bad for this woman.”

“I do not.” His words were quick again.

“If you want to get her out of your system, you need to ask her out.”

Logan glared at him. Didn’t he hear him when he’d told him all the reasons that wouldn’t be happening?

Dylan arched a brow but wisely didn’t push the subject. He finished eating a slice of pizza while Logan mulled over his friend’s observation. Was it possible he was drawn to Brooke? No.

Obviously, she was attractive. There was no denying that. And then there was the way she’d taken time with Kaylie the other day. His daughter had really liked her. But to ask Brooke out on a date was just too much. It would never ever work.

Chapter Seven

She was worried.

Early Monday morning, Brooke sat down in the kitchen of Bit of Cake Bakery. One of her best friends Selena Blakely owned the shop. She was an accomplished baker and did most of the baking for the Perky Pink Wedding Company events.

She glanced over at Selena as she turned off the mixer and added chocolate chips to the batter. She had been friends with Selena almost as long as Clara. In fact, she’d met Selena via her work, and they’d immediately clicked.

The bakery wasn’t open at that hour of the morning. Brooke hadn’t realized how quiet it could be until this moment. It was easy to get lost in her thoughts.

When Brooke needed someplace to hide from the world, she would come here. She found the kitchen of the bakery so relaxing. The delicious scents reminded her of home—of her mother’s kitchen. The thought filled her with a sense of homesickness. She shoved aside the thought of her family and home.

Brooke stirred her coffee as her worries circled in her mind, just like the dark brew in her cup. She was concerned about having the chapel renovated in time for Clara’s wedding. Although, Henry was great. He was kind to her and willing to help her if she needed anything.

It was Logan who was the difficult one. Every now and then she would catch him glancing in her direction, but as soon as her gaze would meet his, he’d turn away. She’d hoped by now that they could be on friendly terms but it hadn’t happened.

“What am I going to do? I’m so worried about getting the chapel done in time for the wedding.”

Selena dropped large scoops of chocolate chip cookie dough onto a baking sheet. “Have you talked to the guy in charge of the renovations?”

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