When Girlfriends Chase Dreams by Savannah Page

Author:Savannah Page
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, romantic comedy, contemporary women's fiction, women, contemporary women, relationships, friendship, love, fiction, chicklit, chick lit, love story, romance, wedding, marriage, new adult, college
Publisher: Pearls and Pages
Published: 2013-12-26T16:00:00+00:00

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Finding a parking space in the small lot of the café is a challenge, and only having a minute to spare before the event begins doesn’t help matters. When we finally find a parallel spot a long block away and work our way through quirky and bustling Capitol Hill, we reach The Cup and the Cake. It looks fantastic!

The place is jam-packed with friends and family and even some culinary reviewers. Everything looks perfect. It’s finished; it’s officially a dream come true! The paint job looks really spectacular. All of the bold colors coalesce together exquisitely, and the overhead lighting does a great job of showcasing just how vibrant the paint is. There’s enough subtle cream and light yellow to calm down the bold teal and pink…it looks like the work of a few pros. (Wink-wink.)

The large and lavish chandelier over the seating area not only lights up the room in various rays and stripes and streams of a golden glow, but it really does add that extra panache. It’s that extra touch of glam that is true to Sophie’s character, and that sets The Cup and the Cake apart from any humdrum café or bakery in Seattle—even apart from the more hip or vintage-style bakeries.

The Cup and the Cake has style, and it’s unique. It has class and charm and makes you feel kind of special. Makes you feel privileged or cheerful or just plain good when you step in, ready to order yourself a one-of-a-kind cupcake or treat, relish in the scent of the aromatic coffee beans, and pull open a book or chat with a best friend.

“It looks awesome!” I gush to Sophie the first chance I get. The place is so packed, sometimes you can barely turn around to shake someone’s hand, much less give one of your friends a hug.

“Thanks!” Sophie says. She’s glowing, looking fabulous in a grey pencil skirt, sleek cream blouse, and a silk, grey- and teal-striped scarf tied elegantly around her long, thin neck. The teal in the scarf is not only a close match to the teal paint on the walls, but it is the perfect accessory for the teal-tipped black high heels she bought when we were doing a little mid-afternoon shopping along Paris’s Avenue Montaigne.

“And the leading lady looks fantastic,” I say, running my eyes up and down Sophie to emphasize my approval. “Looking great!”

“Oh,” she says with a flick of the wrist. “I’m trying to incorporate more color into my wardrobe.”

“Well the little scarf is a fine touch.” I wink playfully. “Matches your shoes perfectly. Did you get that in Paris, by the way? I don’t remember you snagging that…”

Sophie fingers it and says, in a hushed voice, “A gift from Henri.”

“Henri?” I furrow my brow. “Henri? Who’s— Awww. As in one of the French hottie-hotties, Henri?”

Sophie’s smiling.

I lean in to her, never minding the tall gentleman who bumps into me from behind and scoots on past among the throng of grand opening attendees. “When?” My voice

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