Picture Perfect Love (Year Of Weddings 2 Book 7; Series Order 19) (Christian Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page A

but she wanted to distract herself from . . . him.
    “Is that okay?” Michael asked her.
    She leveled her gaze at Ash. But her breath remained caught in her throat, as if she’d wound a scarf around her neck three too many times. Not trusting her voice, Jenna nodded.
    What was happening? Her reactions didn’t make sense. She didn’t like the guy. He’d broken her heart and nearly sent her into bankruptcy. She shouldn’t care what he did or how he looked at her. Even if a cute puppy was involved.
    “Finish up in here.” Ash took the dog from Kerri. “Peaches and I will be in the backyard. Maybe she’ll show me how she escaped.”
    Jenna wished the puppy would show her how to get outof here with no one noticing. She pasted on yet another smile. “Thanks. A couple more shots, then we’ll join you.”
    “Have fun,” Kerri called out.
    “Oh, we will,” he said.
    Maybe Ash hadn’t sold out completely. Jenna watched him leave.
    Not that she cared. Not much anyway.

    Thirty minutes later, Ash sat on an Adirondack chair in Jenna’s backyard, shaded by the covered patio. He held onto Peaches’s leash, though the tired pup wasn’t going anywhere except Dreamland.
    A welcome breeze rustled tree leaves and toyed with the ends of Jenna’s blonde ponytail. She moved effortlessly around her subjects, drawing his attention wherever she went. She could have been taking pictures of a lion on the loose, and he wouldn’t have noticed anything except her.
    Beautiful.
    More so than he remembered. But she looked thinner—not I’ve-been-working-out slim, more like worn out and eating less.
    Too many June weddings on her calendar, or something else?
    None of his business. Yet he felt responsible.
    Who was he kidding? He was responsible.
    His fault.
    Ash had a feeling those words would be echoing in his mind for a long time.

    He looked down. Peaches, worn out from playing and posing for photos, slept with her head on his left shoe. Her paws moved back and forth, running in her dreams.
    Cute, but he’d rather watch Jenna.
    She stood near a colorful garden complete with bright blossoms, a charming birdhouse hanging from a weathered post, and a quaint, slat-back bench. The last time he’d been here, the yard consisted of a cement patio, dying grass, and trees needing TLC. Now the lawn and plants thrived, creating an outdoor oasis.
    “I’m going to take candid shots using the garden as the backdrop,” she instructed Kerri and Michael. Their smiles hadn’t wavered once this afternoon. “Don’t worry about posing. Talk. Hold hands. Wander around. Do whatever feels right. You can’t get this wrong. Okay?”
    Kerri and Michael nodded.
    Ash found himself doing the same, captivated by Jenna.
    Writers used a journal; she recorded memories with photos. She’d always been comfortable behind a camera, but her new confidence impressed him.
    “Can we smooch?” Michael asked.
    She smiled, a mischievous gleam in her gaze. “Up to you.”
    Michael winked at Kerri. Her blush, a charming shade of pink, matched her short-sleeved dress.
    Jenna lowered her camera. “You two are total pros. Great job.”
    Her bright-as-the-midday-sun grin lit up her face. How could Ash have believed she’d lied? Talk about stupid. Stupid for breaking up with her. Stupid for not calling her these past two years. Stupid for pretending he’d been finesince asking for his ring back. He wasn’t fine and only had himself to blame.
    He’d been so quick to judge her. Strange, given she’d been a ray of sunshine in his life. Even after he’d called off their wedding, she’d changed his life when the viral photo led to a job offer at the top law firm in town. His now-boss had wanted to hire someone who didn’t fit the typical lawyer mold to work with out-of-the-box clients—creative types as well as eccentric ones. Jenna’s embarrassing picture had earned Ash an interview.
    “We’ll have plenty of photos to choose from for your engagement portrait and