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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
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  18. OCTOBER
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  52. Acknowledgments
  53. More from Jessica Redland
  54. About the Author
  55. Also by Jessica Redland
  56. About Boldwood Books

The keys were digging into my palm yet I still couldn’t seem to bring myself to turn round and go inside.

‘I’d better go,’ Sam said. ‘Might take some time to battle the night creatures and that taxi driver’s probably getting impatient.’

‘Okay. Off you go.’

‘I’m going.’

‘Go on, then.’

‘Night, Jemma.’

‘Night, Sam.’

And then it happened. He leaned across and brushed his lips against mine in the softest of kisses. I closed my eyes for a moment, my heart pounding, every part of me fizzing. He barely moved his lips – it was little more than a prolonged peck – but I was breathless and light-headed when he pulled away.

We gazed at each other and I could feel the atmosphere between us sparking like the fireworks in the night sky. I wanted him to kiss me again. I wanted to feel those strong arms round me. I wanted…

A firework exploding above us broke the moment. We both looked up at the sky then back to each other.

‘My cue to go.’ Sam stepped back onto the drive. ‘Sleep well.’

He waved as the taxi pulled away moments later. I waved back then found myself touching my lips where I could still feel that soft kiss. Could I trust him with my heart? Could he trust me with his? I had a hell of a lot of thinking to do.

33

Sam

‘How did it go last night?’ Mum asked over breakfast the next morning.

‘Not as good as I hoped, but better than I expected.’

‘That sounds a bit cryptic.’

I pushed my empty cereal bowl aside. ‘I told Jemma that I’ve got feelings for her.’

‘You do? Oh, that’s wonderful, Sammy.’

‘You don’t think it’s too soon?’

‘Who can predict when love will knock on the door again. You can’t put a timescale on these things. What did she say?’

‘She’s not sure yet. She was in a relationship. He asked her to marry him and then she found out that he was already married with twins. She’s had a tough few months.’

‘The poor girl. Why do people do things like that?’

I shrugged. ‘I asked Kirsty that and she just said, “because I can”. I guess some people have a different moral compass from the rest of us.’

Mum curled her lip. ‘I never did like that one. How did you leave it with Jemma?’

‘She needed time to think.’

‘She’s probably scared of getting hurt again.’

‘I know. And she’s probably worried that it’s a rebound thing for me.’

‘But it isn’t?’

‘No, it isn’t. I spent all week asking myself that.’