Back Before You Say I Do
Chapters (40)
  1. Cover
  2. Also by Clare Lydon
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Epilogue
  38. Would You Write Me A Review?
  39. Acknowledgments
  40. Also by Clare Lydon

Jordan smiled. “That’s kind of the point. My job is to blend in to your life, and I can do that by looking however you want.” She lifted a few strands of her shoulder-length blond hair. “This is my almost natural colour, with a little help from a bottle. But I’ve dyed it auburn, red, and even black when I needed to. I can be whoever you want me to be.” Jordan let her gaze run down Abby’s tall, lithe frame. Abby was still in fight or flight mode. Jordan’s job was to keep talking, and make her feel relaxed. It was her speciality. “But I’m getting ahead of myself.”

The waitress brought the coffee.

“Do you want anything to eat?” Did Abby normally eat breakfast? Jordan would lay bets she didn’t.

Abby shook her head. “I’m good.”

“Okay. So I guess I should tell you a little bit about my business. I started it because I saw a need, and it’s grown through word of mouth. How did Marcus find out about me?”

“On a website I think.” She pursed her lips, screwing up her forehead. “Although it’s a bit weird he even knew such a service existed.”

“When he emailed, it sounded to me like he just wanted to make your wedding as easy as possible. That’s my job, and I do it well. You can speak to any of the brides I’ve worked with before and they’ll tell you that.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” Abby sipped her coffee, giving Jordan a nod. “You’re right. This is good. So what do you normally talk about at these first meetings?”

Jordan cleared her throat. “What I can do to help you out. But also, it’s just a chance for us to get to know each other and see if we can work together. Because if we do, it’s pretty full-on. I don’t take on everybody who asks me, and I don’t get taken on by everyone, either. No pressure.” Jordan paused. Abby was a tricky one to work out. “Let’s start off with something easy. Tell me about your life. Your work, your family. And then of course, the most important thing: how you met Marcus.”

Abby crossed one leg over the other, before giving Jordan a nod. “Okay, high level stuff. I’m a project manager for Investwell. Fingers crossed, I’m just about to be made team lead on a project implementing a new system in our Asset Management division. My boss is nice, but dull. If I end up like him, I might shoot myself. The job isn’t sexy, but it pays well. I get stuff done, and people appreciate that.” She stared at Jordan. “If I’m not mistaken, this is what you’re doing too, right?”