Winning The Single Mom's Heart
Natalie Thompson felt a little woozy. In fact, she felt a lot woozy. Wouldn't it be just ducky if the cake artist collapsed on top of a vastly expensive five-layer wedding cake?
"Not now, not now," she whispered desperately, blowing a strand of blond bangs out of her eyes. The chatter of wedding guests filing into the reception warned her to hurry.
Her fingers trembled as she made one last adjustment to the glittering cake topper. As a group of classy wedding planners, she and her best friends/coworkers, collectively known as the Wedding Belles, took pride in making other women's dreams come true. Right now her fondest dream was to remain upright for another ten minutes.
The air in front of her eyes danced with black spots. Ten minutes might be pushing it.
Why, oh why, hadn't she taken time to eat something? With all the activity of setting ... read full excerpt from Winning the Single Mom's Heart ebook