Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! However you plan to spend it we hope there is plenty of chocolate to be had … and maybe a little bit of romance too 😉
Speaking of romance we left the heroine of our Round Robin, Jess, in a little bit of a sad state yesterday when Victoria Cornwall had her turn. Now it’s up to Jane Lovering to finish the story! Fittingly, it’s also publication day for Jane’s new book Living in the Past today – you can find all the details at the end of this post so read on!
If you haven’t caught up with previous parts of the story yet, make sure you read them first:
And, as always, make sure you read right until the end to find out how to enter an exclusive competition!
A VALENTINE’S WEDDING FAIR – FINAL PART BY JANE LOVERING
After a few minutes of buttering up his ex wife, Mark came back to Jess and the stall. ‘Sorry, Jess,’ he said, lowering his voice so it was covered by the hubbub in the room, ‘I had to do that. Their insurance covers them against “interference”, and I wanted to make sure they couldn’t claim against us for getting them moved into the sun.’
Jess felt her heart give a tiny upward wobble. ‘You noticed that, then?’
Mark’s smile was decidedly cheeky. ‘Oh, I notice a lot more than you or Harriet give me credit for. Now, let’s get these ruined cakes cut up, clear the table and give your wonderful cake the centre stage. D’you know …’ he looked around the room at the crowded stalls, all wall to wall icing, embroidery and tea cups, like a Women’s Institute fete gone rogue, ‘I think the minimalist look might just give us the edge here.’
He was right. Amid the overdone decorations and overfilled tables, their stall, with just its understated cover, spaced plates of samples and the occasional champagne flute with its inch of bubbles, looked, Jess thought, classy. And, as the building opened for the Fair to begin, it seemed as though a lot of prospective brides agreed.
‘How lovely to have a bit of space to actually look at your cake.’ One very elegant girl, wearing a diamond large enough to be used in an industrial machine, sipped at her sample champagne. ‘So many of these stalls look so … cluttered. A bit desperate.’ She picked up one of the Buntings cards and slipped it inside her classy card holder, then popped it into her Mulberry bag. ‘Several of my friends are engaged, I’ll pass your details on to them.’ And then she was gone, on her Louboutin heels, pausing only to raise an exquisitely plucked eyebrow at the gentle cascade of chocolate that the Bobbins centrepiece had become.
Jess felt almost sorry for Harriet. An eye for detail had given Jess the ability to see things that other people didn’t always notice, and she’d seen the way Armand was looking at Jake. Jake had always had a bit of a ‘reputation’. Her friend had sort-of hinted that he’d slept his way into his current position with anyone who offered. Jess watched Jake and Armand make eye contact, and a conversation consisting entirely of eyebrow-movements begin. Jess looked across to see that Harriet had noticed too, and that her immaculate nails were now tightly embedded in the sleeve of Armand’s jacket. Oh dear. Not the relationship from heaven that Harriet always talked it up to be then. She felt a twinge of pity for Harriet, whose desire for total perfection in all things had driven Mark away – he was more the kind of man for chaos and last-minutes than spreadsheets and countdowns.
Mark brought Jess back with a small nudge against her shoulder. ‘Here.’ She looked up to see him offering her a plate, with only a few of their taster samples left on it, and a glass, containing what looked like a sample-and-a-half. ‘Nearly all our cards have been taken, and there’s only this left. Plus we’ve had loads of enquiries – reckon this has been our best Wedding Fair to date!’ Jess took the glass. Mark was holding one of his own, and he gently touched the two flutes together. ‘Here’s to the future,’ he said, quietly. ‘Yours and mine. Ours.’ And, before they drank, he gave her the smallest kiss on the top of her head, in a moment Jess knew she would remember for a lifetime.
As they sipped their champagne, Jess heard a passing bride comment on the Bobbins stall. ‘Oh look, a chocolate fountain! How very twenty fifteen!’ and she had to hide her smile behind the last morsel of red velvet cake.
Aww, so happy that Jess got together with Mark in the end. They had us worried there for a moment – but as always, the Choc Lit authors pull it out of the bag and create the perfect Valentine’s story. Well done everyone!
If you enjoyed Jane’s part of the story, you can order her novels from all good book retailers and stockists – and Living in the Past, her new novel, is out today and available on all eBook platforms! Click on the cover images below for more details.
To be in with a chance of winning a Jane Lovering paperback and some chocolate simply answer the question below (we hope you’ve been reading carefully!):
How does a passing bride describe the melted chocolate cake (which she mistakes for a chocolate fountain!) on the Bobbins’ stall?
To enter, send your answer to firstname.lastname@example.org with the subject heading ‘Round Robin comp 5’ by Thursday 15th February. The winner will be picked at random and announced on Friday 16th February.