Gia nodded as she looked over her own menu. “Sometimes I run with Leo. He runs every day.”

“Is that right?” Oops. “I mean—yeah,” she said, taking a big gulp. “I don’t know how he does that, every single day without fail.” She sped on to disguise her gaffe. “Speaking of exercise, my sisters signed me up for a yoga class. Actually, Vivienne is teaching it, so Juliet and I sort of have to go. Want to come too? It’s tonight at seven in the community center basement. I’m strangely looking forward to it.” It seemed her sisters had made it their mission to get her out of the bakery. And it was an opportunity for the three of them to do something together, so she’d said yes.

“Thanks,” Gia said, “but I have to study tonight. And I promised Leo I’d ride out with him to the farmers market this afternoon. He’s making contacts for his new menu.”

“That sounds like fun.” But—studying on a Saturday night?

“People sell other things there, too, besides vegetables,” Gia said, clearly excited. “Antiques, banana bread, pottery. It’s fun. Plus I get to pick Leo’s brain.”

“About what?”

“Anything. We have a contest going. Who knows the most about Friends trivia. He’s always trying to one-up me.”

Leo liked Friends that much? One of the million things she didn’t know about him.

Except she knew that he liked to sleep on his stomach. With his hand under his pillow. When he woke up, his thick mane of hair was adorably tousled. And watching him lift himself out of bed and walk to the bathroom shirtless with abs she could wash her clothes on had been more eye-opening than a cup of coffee.

“Do you like him being back?” Tessa asked. The answer was already clear from the way Gia’s eyes lit up when she talked about her brother.

Gia gave an enthusiastic nod as Dee set steaming mugs of hot chocolate in front of them. “My dad’s still afraid he’s going to pick up and leave, though. But now that you’re married, maybe you’ll both stay.”

Tessa didn’t know what to say to that. Leo had bought a house. That told her he was determined to work things out with his dad. But as for her…she’d done her time in Blossom Glen. She had zero intention of staying.

Gia’s words sent a stab of guilt through her. What would the lie of their fake marriage do to her relationship with Gia in a few months when it was all over?

Sylvia Ortega, one of her grandmother’s friends, walked up to the table and put her arm around Tessa’s shoulder. “Congratulations on your wedding, Tessa. Who’d have thought you’d have such a whirlwind romance?”