Broken Love (Broken #4)(64)

After Jackson regained his composure, I sat back down. My phone buzzed on the table. Ryder and Jackson were now talking about Jackson’s family. It gave me a chance to read the email that just came in.





“Oh my God.”

I wanted to kiss and kill Renee.

“Is everything okay?”

My head jerked up. Ryder was looking at me with a concerned expression. “Um … yes?”

He laughed. “Is that a question to my question?”

I swallowed hard. “Well, you see there is this friend of mine who I went to college with. She works in France. At Amour Des Lettres. As Michael Blancet’s assistant.”

Jackson leaned forward with his full attention on me.

“I kind of sent her a text and asked her to ask her boss if he knew the name Kate Montgomery from Montana.”

“And?” Ryder asked with a confused expression on his face.

“It looks like we aren’t getting married in the Bahamas after all,” I said with a lighthearted chuckle.

Ryder frowned and shook his head. “Why not?”

Pressing my lips together, I replied, “Cause we’re getting married in the city of love instead.”





THE SAINT JAMES Paris hotel Michael had put us up in was beyond crazy beautiful. Ryder and I hadn’t stopped pointing and gasping since we walked in.

“Okay, let’s act like we’re supposed to be staying at this hotel and stop acting like a damn tourist,” I said as we made our way up to our suite. The two grand staircases where beyond beautiful. It was like nothing I’d ever seen.

“We are tourists,” Ryder said.

The moment we opened the door to our room, I knew I was never going to stay at another hotel like this again in my lifetime.

“Oh my.”

Ryder and I walked in and looked around. “It has two floors!” Ryder called out as he ran up the steps. “There is a baby-grand piano up here!” he yelled in excitement.

I tried to hold back my giggles, but failed. I was just as excited. Paris was where I originally thought I would be living. Where I dreamed of designing clothes and wedding dresses people would be begging for.

Ryder came back downstairs holding his phone up. “What are you doing?”

“Rubbing this shit in Nate’s face.”

I rolled my eyes and smiled.

“We have our own balcony. I’m having naughty thoughts!” Ryder said from outside.

“I like the sound of that!” I replied.

Glancing around the room, I took in the beauty. It was classic French décor all the way. The furniture itself looked like it was taken from a palace. I walked up and looked out to see the most breath taking garden I’d ever seen. Even in the winter it was filled with flowers.

This was like a dream come true. Not only were Kate’s dreams about to come true, but mine were as well.





TWO HOURS LATER, Ryder and I were getting out of a taxi and walking into Amour Des Lettres main office. Michael greeted us as we walked in. His English was almost perfect as he spoke to Ryder about how much he adored Kate and how he had never seen such talent until yesterday.

I pinched my eyebrows together at his comment. What an odd thing to say.

Michael turned to me and looked me over and then slowly shook his head. “Kate has blessed me ten-fold.”

I peeked over to Renee who stood there with a huge-ass grin on her face. “Now, come to my office. We have much to talk about it.”

Following Michael to his office. Ryder stopped every now and then and took a selfie with random girl walking down the hall and fired it off to Nate. He laughed every time he got a response. They were all the same.

I hate you.

When we walked into Michael’s office, I stopped dead in my tracks. “My dress!”

Turning quickly, I placed my hands on Ryder’s chest and pushed him as hard as I could. He went tumbling backwards and fell right on his ass.

“You can’t see my dress!”

He looked up at me with a stunned expression. “Why not? I’ve seen it on paper. What difference does it make?”

My heart was beating like a wild horse running in an open field. “You can’t see it.”

Stepping in Michael’s office, I slammed the door shut and made my way over to the dress.

Covering my mouth, I held back the waterworks show. It was beautiful. How Lucy’s friend managed to do this in the short amount of time she had was amazing. No wonder it cost me a small fortune!

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful wedding gown, Ava,” Michael said while we both gazed at it.

“The end product is breathtaking,” I said with a huge smile. Never mind the fact that Michael Blancet just said my wedding dress was beautiful.

“It is. Now, let me have Renee put this back in the bag so that your poor Ryder can join us.”

My face turned red. “Well, I really don’t want him seeing it until I’m in it.”

He nodded and motioned for me to let Ryder back in now that Renee had zipped up the bag. Ryder walked in and shot me a dirty look. I mouthed, sorry, to him and blew him a kiss.

“Sit, both of you please. We have much to talk about.”

We each took a seat and sat there stunned while Michael said he wanted the original designs that Kate had sent them. He also wanted the five other designs of Kate’s that I sent a few weeks back that were not finished.