The cozy quilt shop, p.1
The Cozy Quilt Shop, page 1
part #1 of The Cottages on Anchor Lane, Book 3 Series
The Cozy Quilt Shop
A Sweet Small Town Romance
The Cottages on Anchor Lane, Book 3
Leeanna Morgan
Contents
About This Book
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
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Chapter 21
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About This Book
Shona Davis makes beautiful quilts, stitched with love, for her eager customers. After a tragic accident six years ago, she has rebuilt her life and is creating a brighter future for herself and her son.
When she sees the cottages on Anchor Lane being remodeled into small businesses, she’s intrigued by their pretty exteriors and unlimited potential. Risking everything she owns, she signs the lease on the third cottage and opens a quilting store like no other.
Joseph Adams is passionate about the tiny home revolution taking Montana by storm. He works tirelessly to provide safe and warm houses for people who would otherwise be living on the street. He’s happy with his life and proud of his young daughter, but something is missing. And he’s too scared to face what it is.
After a bitter divorce, the last thing he wants is to be attracted to another woman. But, when he meets Shona, the walls around his heart start to crumble. She’s everything he never expected to find. But with joy comes pain, and Joseph doesn’t know whether he can ever give his heart to another woman.
THE COZY QUILT SHOP is the third book in The Cottages on Anchor Lane series and can easily be read as a stand-alone. All of Leeanna's series are linked. If you find a character you like, they could be in another novel.
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Praise for Leeanna Morgan's books:
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“I am addicted to Leeanna Morgan's books! The only problem with them is that I hate coming to the end of one, and can't wait for the next good read. I love how she weaves the characters together and draws you right into their lives. If you haven't discovered her, please do give her books a try. You won't be disappointed, except for not having found her sooner!”
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“I thoroughly enjoyed this book! I couldn't put it down. I purchased it today and finished it just now. Captivating story from beginning to end. Definitely a five-star book.”
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Other Novels by Leeanna Morgan:
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The Bridesmaids Club:
Book 1: All of Me (Tess and Logan)
Book 2: Loving You (Annie and Dylan)
Book 3: Head Over Heels (Sally and Todd)
Book 4: Sweet on You (Molly and Jacob)
The Bridesmaids Club: Books 1-3
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Emerald Lake Billionaires:
Book 1: Sealed with a Kiss (Rachel and John)
Book 2: Playing for Keeps (Sophie and Ryan)
Book 3: Crazy Love (Holly and Daniel)
Book 4: One And Only (Elizabeth and Blake)
Emerald Lake Billionaires: Books 1-3
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The Protectors:
Book 1: Safe Haven (Hayley and Tank)
Book 2: Just Breathe (Kelly and Tanner)
Book 3: Always (Mallory and Grant)
Book 4: The Promise (Ashley and Matthew)
The Protectors Boxed Set: Books 1-3
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Montana Promises:
Book 1: Coming Home (Mia and Stan)
Book 2: The Gift (Hannah and Brett)
Book 3: The Wish (Claire and Jason)
Book 4: Country Love (Becky and Sean)
Montana Promises Boxed Set: Books 1-3
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Sapphire Bay:
Book 1: Falling For You (Natalie and Gabe)
Book 2: Once In A Lifetime (Sam and Caleb)
Book 3: A Christmas Wish (Megan and William)
Book 4: Before Today (Brooke and Levi)
Book 5: The Sweetest Thing (Cassie and Noah)
Book 6: Sweet Surrender (Willow and Zac)
Sapphire Bay Boxed Set: Books 1-3
Sapphire Bay Boxed Set: Books 4-6
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Santa’s Secret Helpers:
Book 1: Christmas On Main Street (Emma and Jack)
Book 2: Mistletoe Madness (Kylie and Ben)
Book 3: Silver Bells (Bailey and Steven)
Book 4: The Santa Express (Shelley and John)
Book 5: Endless Love (The Jones Family)
Santa’s Secret Helpers Boxed Set: Books 1-3
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Return To Sapphire Bay:
The Lakeside Inn (Penny and Wyatt)
Summer At Lakeside (Diana and Ethan)
A Lakeside Thanksgiving (Barbara and Theo)
Christmas At Lakeside (Katie and Peter)
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The Cottages on Anchor Lane:
The Flower Cottage (Jackie and Richard)
The Starlight Café (Andrea and David)
The Cozy Quilt Shop (Shona and Joseph)
A Stitch in Time (Jackie and Aidan)
Chapter 1
Paris placed a bouquet of pale pink roses into the refrigerator at Blooming Lovely, the only flower shop in Sapphire Bay. Three years after she’d started working with Kylie and Jackie, she still had to pinch herself to remember this wasn’t a dream.
Before she’d arrived in Montana, her life was a complete mess. Now, with a little help from her friends, she finally felt as though she belonged in this small, amazing town.
“I’ve closed the store and put the cash into the safe. Is there anything else we need to do?” Jackie asked.
Paris opened the spreadsheet showing tomorrow’s orders. “Other than printing off a list of the flowers I need from the market, we’re finished for the day. Did Mrs. Smith tell you when she wants to collect her daughter’s bouquet?”
“She’ll be here as soon as we open.”
“That’s good. Have you heard from Kylie?”
“Not yet, but she should be here soon. I’ll make us a hot drink while we wait.”
Their boss, Kylie, was halfway through her first pregnancy and everyone was excited. This afternoon, she’d had an appointment at the medical clinic for a routine scan.
Paris checked her watch. Tomorrow morning, she was driving to Polson to re-stock their flowers. It was her favorite thing to do, even if she had to leave before sunrise to secure the best blooms.
“Sorry I’m late,” Kylie said as she hurried through the back door. “Ben wanted to show Charlotte the scan of her baby sister.”
“You’re having a girl!” Paris left the list on the work table and hugged Kylie. “That’s so exciting.”
“Just think of all the cute outfits you can dress her in,” Jackie said as she gave her boss another hug. “Was everything all right?”
“We’re growing a healthy little girl. The only thing I need to watch is my blood pressure. The doctor wants me to work fewer hours for the rest of my pregnancy.”
That didn’t surprise Paris. Kylie worked long hours and hardly ever took a day off. “Jackie and I can spend more time here.”
Kylie sat at their workroom table. “I’m not sure that will help.” Gratefully, she took the cup Jackie handed to her.
“It’s the special blend of berry tea you like.”
“Thanks. It smells delicious.” Taking a small sip, she sighed. “This is exactly what I need. While we were waiting for Charlotte, I looked at our bookings for the next six months. I don’t know what I was thinking when I agreed to provide the flowers for so many events.”
Paris sat beside her. “You have a successful business. Everyone wants Blooming Lovely to make floral arrangements for their special occasions.”
“And our prices are much better than any of the florists in Polson.” Jackie left a cup of coffee on the table for Paris before pulling out a stool for herself. “I looked at some websites the other day. I was shocked at what other florists are charging.”
Kylie wrapped her hands around her cup. “They might have higher costs they need to cover. If I didn’t own this store, I’d have to charge more, too.”
“Well, I’m glad we can keep the prices of our flowers affordable. Without the extra business it’s created, you might not have asked Paris and me to help you.”
Paris frowned. “Are you thinking of canceling some of the events we’ve booked?”
“It’s one option,” Kylie said slowly. “Between Blooming Lovely and what you do for the Christmas Shop, neither of you have much free time. We’ll be okay for the next few months. But, after that, I might have to give up work completely. Unless I can find another florist, we’ll have to cancel some bookings or ask another company to provide the flowers.”
Paris understood why her boss felt that way, but asking another company to work with their clients seemed like a giant step backward. “What if our customers don’t come back? They could ask the new company to provide the flowers for other events they’re hosting.”
“That’s a risk I’ll have to take. I’m really sorry I can’t work as many hours as we need.”
“Don’t be silly,” Jack
Paris thought about the people whose events would be affected if Kylie wasn’t here to help. Even choosing which events to cancel would be difficult—especially in a small town where everyone knew each other.
Kylie left her cup on the table. “Would you like to see the ultrasound photos of our baby?”
With an excited nod, Jackie moved closer. “Can you tell who she looks like?”
“Ben said she has my nose and chin, but I have no idea why he thinks that.”
Paris stood beside her two best friends and studied the images. She smiled when she realized what the baby was doing. “Is she sucking her thumb?”
“She is,” Kylie placed her hand on her baby bump. “I can’t wait to meet her. She was jumping around like a jellybean during the scan.”
“She can’t sit still, just like her mom,” Jackie said with a grin. “You have a beautiful baby girl.”
“And two friends who are happy to babysit whenever you need a break,” Paris added. “Don’t worry about the events we’ve booked. We’ll find a way to get through the next few months.”
“I hope so.” Kylie looked sadly at Paris and Jackie. “I didn’t think I’d have to cut back my hours.”
“It’s only for a little while.” Paris gave Kylie another hug. “We’re a team. We’ll make it work.”
As they admired the pictures of Kylie and Ben’s baby, Paris knew everything would be okay. Kylie had worked hard to build Blooming Lovely into a successful business. Their clients would understand if they had to find another florist to make their bouquets and flower arrangements—especially when a new baby was involved.
Richard parked his truck outside The Welcome Center and rubbed his right leg. After a long day at work, he was glad to almost be home.
Looking across the parking lot, he smiled at the ocean-themed mural he’d created with his son. Before they’d joined the painting project, a row of uninspiring concrete garages separated The Welcome Center from the tiny home village. Working with the village’s residents, they’d brought color and life to this side of the property.
The sense of belonging the project gave him was a stark contrast to how he’d felt when he arrived in Sapphire Bay. Emotionally and physically broken after his time in the army, he’d traveled here with his son, four suitcases, and a life that was the complete opposite of everything he’d imagined.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Dawkins.”
Richard sighed. Only one person called him Mr. Dawkins, and he tried to stay away from her. Not that he’d had much luck. Sapphire Bay was so small that it was impossible to hide from anyone.
His eyebrows rose when he saw what Paris was wearing. “Let me guess. You’re going for a 1950s rockabilly look.”
Placing her hands on her pink polka dot skirt, she twisted left and then right. The petticoats under the skirt swished back and forth. “You’re getting better. I thought about wearing my Marilyn Munroe dress, but Jackie thought it might be too much.”
After seeing some of the outfits she wore, he’d probably agree with Jackie. Paris was like a chameleon, wearing clothes that were as over-the-top as her personality. “Why did you want to dress like Marilyn Munroe?”
“I’m looking after Natalie’s art class. We’re studying pop culture.”
He must have spent too much time around her because he knew exactly what she meant. “And Andy Warhol created a famous painting of Marilyn Munroe.”
“Exactly. Are you visiting The Welcome Center or going to the tiny home village?”
“The Welcome Center. Jack’s writing class has nearly finished.”
Paris lifted the strap of her pink handbag onto her shoulder. “I’ll walk with you.”
He wasn’t sure that was a good idea. Whenever he saw her, one of them usually said something that offended the other. They were better staying apart and saying as little to each other as possible.
“Is Jack enjoying the after-school writing class?”
Richard nodded. At least discussing his son was a safe, neutral topic. “He is. Katie’s a great tutor.”
“Have you read her latest children’s book? It’s amazing.”
“I’m reading it to Jack at the moment. Why are you tutoring the students in Natalie’s art class?”
“She had to fly to Washington, D.C. to open her next exhibition.”
“Teaching her class is a lot different from working in the flower shop.”
Paris frowned. “You don’t think I can do it?”
He could have kicked himself. “I didn’t say that.”
“Of course, you didn’t. But you were thinking it.” In true Paris form, she lengthened her stride and stalked away from him.
Richard ran his hand around the back of his neck. He’d met Paris a year ago at a fundraiser for the tiny home village. When he’d spoken to her, warning bells had flashed inside his head. She’d asked too many questions, seen far too much of the man he didn’t want to remember. Each time he met her, he tried to figure out why they rubbed each other the wrong way. And, each time, he came away with nothing.
But not being able to understand her wasn’t an excuse to make her feel bad.
He caught up to her as she was about to enter the center. “The students are lucky to have you helping them.”
“Now you say something nice.”
“I was surprised you’re tutoring the class, that’s all.”
Paris sighed. “You don’t know anything about me, so why should it surprise you?”
He crossed his arms in front of his chest. Most people were intimidated by his height and size, but not Paris. She stood her ground, making up for the difference in their builds by sheer personality. “I didn’t know you could paint.”
“I can’t, but I did some art history papers at UCLA. Natalie wants her students to combine the screen-printing technique she showed them with a pop culture design. I’m supervising the class and answering their questions.”
“That sounds interesting. I’m sure you’ll do a great job.”
“If that’s an apology, thank you.” She glanced at her watch. “I have to go. Otherwise, everyone will arrive before I do.”
“And I’d better find Jack. He’ll be wondering where I am.”
In silence, they walked into the center and went their separate ways. As he waited with the other parents, he wondered what was wrong with him. With her sparkling blue eyes and jet-black hair, Paris was one of the most attractive women he’d ever met. Whenever he met someone who knew her, they described her as friendly and helpful. So, what was his problem?
“Dad!” Jack rushed out of a meeting room. “You’re not going to believe what happened. Chandler vomited all over Mrs. Campbell. The smell was so bad we had to go to a different room.”
“I hope Chandler’s feeling better.”
“He will be. Peggy-Anne said someone dared him to eat worms. Do you want to read my story when we get home?”
Richard took Jack’s backpack out of his hands. “Sounds great.” With his eight-year-old son chatting beside him, he followed the other parents into the foyer. The flash of a bright pink skirt farther down the corridor caught his eye. His heart sank.
He was tired, hungry, and guilty of thinking the worst of a woman who’d never harmed anyone. He couldn’t have started the evening off worse if he’d tried.
The following morning, Paris carried a box of flowers into Blooming Lovely. “He’s so annoying. Each time I meet him, he says something that makes my blood boil.”
Jackie opened a box she’d already brought inside. “He could be insecure.”
