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Chapters (56)
  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

‘It’s our day, Scott, not mine. I’m happy to compromise on anything, but I don’t think I can consider eloping. It would break Mum’s heart. And mine. I’m happy to have a small wedding, but I want Mum and Logan there. And Karen and her family. They’re like my extended family. It wouldn’t feel right without them.’

He gave me a reassuring smile. ‘I shouldn’t have said anything. It was a stupid idea.’

‘It wasn’t stupid. I completely get where you’re coming from. I know it’s hard for you with your parents being abroad and your dad being poorly. Maybe we could go to Canada for our honeymoon? Visit your parents?’

‘There you go again. Thinking of others all the time. What did I ever do to deserve someone as thoughtful as you?’

I clutched my hand to my heart. ‘Thank God that’s all you wanted to say. You had me panicking there.’

‘Sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.’

‘You’d better go.’ I kissed him gently then he held me tightly.

‘I love you only,’ he whispered into my ear. ‘Whatever happens, please never forget that.’

He released me, stepped back, and gave me one last lingering look as though he wanted to remember the moment forever. Then, without another word, he turned and ran across the road towards the car park.

I frowned as I watched him go. That was odd. Whatever happens? What made him say that? What could possibly happen?

As he disappeared from sight, I shook my head and smiled to myself. It was just a turn of phrase and I was reading far too much into it because, as he himself had said, he’d built something up unnecessarily and I’d managed to completely over-react to it and fear the worst. Everything was fine and I had my guests to get back to and a large prosecco with my name on it.

7

Jemma

‘I had a lovely time today,’ Mum said that evening back at Bear’s Pad. We’d had a meal in York after the races and the intention had been to have a few drinks in Whitsborough Bay but, as the limo journeyed back along the A64, it was obvious to me that everyone was flagging. The pile of discarded stilettos, including my own, suggested that a pub crawl really wasn’t on the cards. I had to laugh at the grateful nods when I mooted the idea that our plans had been a little ambitious and perhaps it was time to call it a night.

I lowered my shoulders further down into the hot tub bubbles and wriggled my aching feet. ‘I had a lovely time too and this is the perfect ending to it. I just wish Scott was here.’

Mum nodded. ‘He texted, though?’