Violet's Valentine: A Clean Friends to Lovers Romance (Love in Holiday Junction Book 1) by Franklin Tami

Author:Franklin, Tami [Franklin, Tami]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Calava Press
Published: 2019-02-13T16:00:00+00:00

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That evening, Vi stood in front of the bathroom mirror, frowning at her reflection. Lou watched from the doorway as she walked out and back into her own room to change into the yellow dress.

Again.

“You need to make up your mind. He'll be here any second,” Lou warned.

Violet didn't know why she was so nervous. She knew Liam. Probably better than anybody.

Or at least she used to.

That thought stopped her in her tracks. What if he'd changed? What if he wasn't sweet and nice and smart anymore? What if he was—

“Vi?” Lou's voice snapped her out of her rabbit hole of panic. “He just pulled into the driveway.”

Violet let out an unladylike grunt and faltered for a moment, one dress half-pulled off, the other half-pulled on. In the end, she went with the yellow, flowered dress, even though it was kind of summery and it was February. Liam had always liked her in yellow.

She tugged on a matching cardigan and slipped on her shoes, rushing to the bathroom as she heard her mom open the front door. Vi checked her lip gloss, then her teeth, smoothed her hair, and took a deep breath.

Here we go.

She forced herself to walk slowly—casually—down the stairs, only to almost trip when she spotted Liam standing at the door, tall and handsome in a dark suit and yellow tie. He grinned at her, blue eyes twinkling.

“Well, you two have fun,” Lou said, backing toward the kitchen. “Remember your curfew!”

“Mom!” And she was seventeen once again.

Lou laughed and Vi could hear her getting something out of the fridge. She turned back to Liam.

“You look nice,” she said.

He took her hand and spun her once. “You look amazing. Pretty as a picture.”

“Thanks.” She blushed and touched his tie. “We match.”

He smiled down at her, still holding her other hand, and her stomach flipped. “Guess we're in sync,” he said.

“Or you're stalking me,” she said, arching a brow.

Liam's eyes widened. “I would never!” Then he seemed to realize she was joking. He laughed. “Oh. Right . . . well, shall we?” He helped her on with her coat and opened the door for her, following her out to his car and opening that one, too.

“I could get used to all this gentleman stuff,” she said, glancing toward Kade's house. She thought she saw the curtain twitch in the living room, but she was probably mistaken.

“You deserve it,” Liam replied, before closing the passenger door and rounding the front of the car to get in his own seat. “Ready?”

“Ready.”

They drove to a new restaurant on the edge of town that used to be a dilapidated sawmill when Vi last saw it. The broken wood siding had been replaced, the weeds cleared out of the creek, and the water wheel turned slowly, dumping buckets full of water as it rotated.

“I can't believe what they've done here,” she said, looking up at the building and the gold painted sign reading The Mill, hanging over the glass front doors. “It’s so beautiful.

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