Chapters (39)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Also by Sarah Morgan
- Note to Readers
- Dedication
- Chapter 1Milly
- Chapter 2Nicole
- Chapter 3Milly
- Chapter 4Connie
- Chapter 5Milly
- Chapter 6Nicole
- Chapter 7Milly
- Chapter 8Connie
- Chapter 9Nicole
- Chapter 10Milly
- Chapter 11Connie
- Chapter 12Milly
- Chapter 13Nicole
- Chapter 14Milly
- Chapter 15Zoe
- Chapter 16Milly
- Chapter 17Nicole
- Chapter 18Milly
- Chapter 19Nicole
- Chapter 20Milly
- Chapter 21Zoe
- Chapter 22Connie
- Chapter 23Nicole
- Chapter 24Milly
- Chapter 25Nicole
- Chapter 26Milly
- Chapter 27Nicole
- Chapter 28Milly
- Chapter 29Milly
- Acknowledgments
- Extract
- Chapter 1Becky
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- About the Publisher
Becky was about to say that she didn’t believe in love at first sight, but then she thought about her twin sister, now married to Declan, Becky’s long time work colleague (now ex-colleague). Becky had introduced them and that had definitely been a ‘wham’ moment. One minute Becky had been talking to both of them and the next they’d been talking to each other, mesmerised, her existence forgotten. She’d cleared her throat a few times, then banged her glass on the table. Nothing. They’d been so absorbed in each other she’d had a feeling that they wouldn’t have noticed her even if she’d danced on the table. She’d always considered Declan to be a sensible human being, but after that encounter all he’d talked about was her sister. Rosie this. Rosie that. Tell me more about Rosie.
They were married eight months later.
Was that what had happened to Jamie? What was wrong with her family?
‘I’m happy for my brother, obviously, but also worried. Although I suppose if I’m honest I didn’t totally love his first girlfriend. She was a bit judgy.’
Perhaps if you tried to make yourself look a little more feminine, Becky. I get that you work in a mostly male environment and you want to fit in, but maybe you could wear a dress sometimes, or a touch of lipstick. A shoe that doesn’t look as if it has passed the health and safety rules of a construction site.
‘Try not to worry.’ Ginny patted her arm. ‘I’m sure he knows his own mind.’
Becky didn’t share her confidence. She felt very protective towards her older brother.
She’d been in love once in her life and it hadn’t been a quick process. It had crept over her stealthily, like an emotional weight gain, layer upon layer going unnoticed until one day you woke up and took a long hard look at yourself and realised something about you was different. It had come as a shock to her, and not a good one.
But she’d disciplined herself not to think about that.
Her phone rang and a name flashed up.
Rosie.
After a moment’s hesitation she rejected the call and a moment later a message popped up on her screen.
Declan and I are on our way! Can’t wait to see you.
Becky’s fingers hovered over the keyboard but in the end she just sent a couple of emojis.