Best of My Love (Fool's Gold, #20)

She looked at Aidan and he winked back. He grabbed her left hand, stared briefly at the large diamond there, then kissed her palm.

They were officially engaged, with their wedding to follow in a few months, in Happily Inc., as per his promise to Nick. She’d chosen a beautiful resort in the Caribbean for their honeymoon. Flour Power was doing well, as was Aidan’s business. Charlie was starting agility training and every single day Shelby knew that she was the luckiest person in the world.

She had family, a loving husband-to-be and a wonderful community that had allowed her to achieve all her dreams. Maybe it was a cliché, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t true. Love healed. She and Aidan had been healed in the best ways possible. And now they got to be in love...forever. Right here in Fool’s Gold.

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Best of My Love

Marry Me at Christmas

Thrill Me

Kiss Me

Hold Me

Yours for Christmas (novella)

Until We Touch

Before We Kiss

When We Met

Christmas on 4th Street

Three Little Words

Two of a Kind

Just One Kiss

Halfway There (novella)

A Fool’s Gold Christmas

All Summer Long

Summer Nights

Summer Days

Almost Summer (novella)

A Christmas Bride

Only Us (novella)

Only His

Only Yours

Only Mine

Sister of the Bride (novella)

Finding Perfect

Almost Perfect

Chasing Perfect

Love. Laughter. Happily-Ever-After.

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Daughters of the Bride


by Susan Mallery





CHAPTER ONE


ONE OF THE advantages of being freakishly tall was easy access to those upper kitchen cabinets. The disadvantages...well, those were probably summed up by the word freakishly.

Courtney Watson folded her too-long legs under her as she tried to get comfortable in a chair incredibly low to the ground. Adjusting the height wasn’t possible. She was only filling in at the concierge desk while Ramona hurried off for yet another bathroom break. Apparently, the baby had shifted and was now reclining right on her bladder. From what Courtney could tell, pregnancy was a whole lot of work with an impressive dash of discomfort. The last thing she was going to do was change anything about the chair where Ramona spent a good part of her day. Courtney could pretend to be a pretzel for five minutes.

Late on a Tuesday evening, the lobby of the Los Lobos Hotel was quiet. Only a few guests milled around. Most were already up in their rooms, which was where Courtney liked the guests to spend their time at night. She wasn’t a fan of those who roamed. They got into trouble.

The elevator doors opened and a small, well-dressed man stepped out. He glanced around the lobby before heading directly to her. Well, not to her, she would guess. The concierge desk at which she sat.

Her practiced smile faltered a bit when she recognized Milton Ford, the current president of the California Organization of Organic Soap Manufacturers, aka COOOSM. Mr. Ford had arranged for the annual meeting to be held in town, and everyone was staying at the Los Lobos Hotel. Courtney knew that for sure—she’d taken the reservation herself. But the meetings, the meals and all the income that flowed from them were taking place at the Anderson House.

“Hello.” He looked at the name plate on the desk. “Uh, Ramona. I’m Milton Ford.”

Courtney thought about correcting him on her name, but figured there wasn’t much point. Despite his giving all that pretty catering money to one of their competitors, she would still do her job—or in this case, Ramona’s—to the best of her abilities.