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Tess looked out of the windshield of Molly’s car. “This is Logan’s house.”
“I wonder what we’re doing here?” Molly stopped behind Dylan’s truck and took her seat belt off. “Sally’s already arrived.”
Tess got out of the car and headed across to Dylan. “Logan’s not here. He’s in London.”
“He wanted you to look at the space above his triple garage.”
“When were you talking to him?”
Dylan started walking toward Logan’s front door. “He had the room painted in case you like it and want to move in right away.”
Molly looked at the outside of Logan’s home. “What a beautiful house. How long has he lived here?”
Dylan put a key in the front door and let them in. “Since he moved here from Seattle. There’s a separate entrance to the loft on the outside of the building. If you decide to move your dresses here, you could use that door.”
Molly and Annie followed Dylan. Tess hung back and put her hand on Sally’s arm. “Do you know what’s going on?”
“Haven’t got a clue,” Sally whispered. “Dylan called me this morning and asked if I could meet you all here this afternoon. He called me fifteen minutes ago and said you were on your way.”
“Are you two ladies coming?”
Tess frowned at the sound Dylan’s voice coming down the hallway. “I don’t know why Logan didn’t say anything before he left.”
“Maybe because we didn’t have so many dresses. Let’s go, otherwise Dylan will think we’re running off with the family silver.”
Tess smiled as they walked into the garage. Her smile fell off her face when she saw the three cars parked inside. “Is that a…”
“Porsche?” Sally said with awe. She walked across to the driver’s door of the first car and grinned. “Forget the family silver. This is what I want.”
“So does everyone else,” Dylan said from the bottom of the stairs. “Logan will give you a ride once he’s home. For now you’re stuck with me. Upstairs.”
Tess grabbed hold of Sally’s hand before she decided to try out the driver’s seat. “We’re right behind you.”
Sally sighed. “You’re so cruel.”
“Only when I need to be. Come on, let’s see if the room will work.”
They followed Dylan up a narrow staircase and stopped and stared.
“Oh, my,” Tess said. The room was perfect. The high chapel ceiling gave the space a lightness and grandeur that wouldn’t have been there with a normal height ceiling. Logan had painted the entire room white. It would highlight the bridesmaids’ dresses and make choosing colors and designs so much easier.
Sally walked over to a small kitchen area. It was big enough to make a drink, store food in the mini fridge, or wash your hands in the sink. “Where did Molly and Annie go?”
Dylan pointed to a door they hadn’t noticed. “Through there.”
“There’s more?” Tess couldn’t believe it. This room was perfect. More space would make it almost too perfect. She opened the door and couldn’t hide the astonishment on her face.
Sally nudged her from behind. “Would your six-foot self please move out of the doorway. I can’t see around you.”
Tess stepped inside the large bedroom and nearly cried. “It’s amazing.”
Molly and Annie came out of what must have been the bathroom.
“You’ve got to see this,” Annie said. “The apartment’s got its own spa bath and triple head shower. If you don’t want to use it for The Bridesmaids Club, I’m moving in tomorrow.”
“You can’t,” Molly said. “You’ve got a bowling tournament to go to. I, on the other hand, am squashed into a small apartment with my sister. This would be perfect for me.”
“Sounds like Logan could start his own harem,” Dylan said dryly from the doorway.
If Tess didn’t know better, she’d swear Dylan had just joked with them. But his face was as deadpan as ever.
“What does everyone think?” Sally asked. “Will this work?”
Everyone yelled ‘yes’ at the same time.
Tess turned to Dylan. “When can we move in?”
Dylan cleared his throat and looked at his watch. “There’s some paperwork you need to sign first. Wait here.”
Before Tess could ask him what he was talking about, he disappeared.
“What’s all that about?” Annie asked.
“I don’t care. I’m going to look at the view from the living room windows.” Sally walked out of the bedroom, then came back a couple of minutes later. “Logan owns three expensive cars, a house that screams fall in love with me, and an apartment that I’d die for. I’d marry him tomorrow if he asked me.”
“You might have to stand in line,” Logan whispered from behind Sally.
Tess’ mouth dropped open. “Logan? What are you doing here? When did you…” Logan walked across the room. His mouth landed on Tess’ lips and she gave up thinking. It felt so good to have him in her arms that she forgot about everyone else in the room. She held his head, ran her hands over his back. He was alive. He was safe. But later on he’d be in serious trouble for not calling her.
Dylan cleared his throat. “Excuse me? Hello? We’re not in Amsterdam now folks.”
Tess felt Logan’s lips tilt into a smile beneath her mouth.
“Leave them be,” Molly said gently. “It’s a love story in the making. I wish I’d brought my camera.”
Tess buried her head in Logan’s neck. “You smell too nice to be fresh off an international flight. Where have you been?”
Logan wrapped his arms around her waist and held on tight. “I arrived in Bozeman two hours ago.”
“And he didn’t smell too sweet,” Dylan added.
Logan groaned when Tess’ lips nuzzled his neck.
Dylan made a half-strangled sound and pulled them apart. “You can do that later. Tell Logan what you think of the apartment for The Bridesmaids Club.”
“It’s perfect,” Tess said. “Sally wants to marry you, but if that’s not an option, Molly’s prepared to move in without a ring.”
“And what about you?” Logan asked.
The smile fell off Tess’ face. “What do you mean?”
Everyone was so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop.
Logan swallowed. A blush spread along his cheeks and he looked so unsure of himself that Tess nearly cried. “Would you move in here with or without a ring?”
“I don’t…I mean, I don’t know…”
“For Pete’s sake,” Dylan growled. “Ask her properly.”
Logan kept his eyes focused on Tess. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small white box.
Molly sighed, Annie started crying, and Sally’s legs wobbled so much that she sat on the floor.
Logan took a deep breath. “I love you, Tess. I can’t remember the first time I knew I loved you because it’s been inside of me for so long. I can’t imagine you not being in my life, not being beside me. I want to be part of your life, to share all of the good and not so good times. I want to love you like no other woman has ever been loved.”
Logan got down on one knee and opened the box in his hands. A beautiful solitaire diamond sparkled from the center of the satin lining. “Tess Williams, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”
Tess gazed into Logan’s eyes. The sincerity, honesty, and love shining back at her nearly broke her heart. She loved him so much that she didn’t know how to say what she felt.
“I love you too, Logan. I love you so much that I…” Tears fell down Tess’ face.
“Tell him you’ll marry him,” Molly whispered as she dabbed her eyes. “Or I will.”
Tess smiled and pulled Logan to his feet. “Yes, I’ll marry you. And yes, I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you. And yes, we’ll use this apartment for The Bridesmaids Club.” She turned to her friends and smiled. “Does that cover everything?”
“What
about a ride in the Porsche?” Sally asked. “Do potential, unasked bridesmaids get to ride with the groom-to-be?”
“Only after the bride-to-be is wearing her ring,” Logan said quietly.
Tess held her hand out and Logan slipped the diamond ring on her finger. “It fits.”
“I had a little help from an Irish Fairy,” Logan said.
Tess turned to Molly. “You knew?”
“I’ve known for a long time. You just needed to look between the layers of what was and what could be.”
“And find what is,” Logan said as he kissed Tess gently. “And what will always be. I love you, Tess.”
“I love you, too.” And she knew she always would.
THE END
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