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Chapters (92)
  1. First
  2. Love Connection
  3. Zero
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. One Month Later
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Six Months Later
  21. Sixteen
  22. Seventeen
  23. Eighteen
  24. Nineteen
  25. Twenty
  26. Twenty-one
  27. Twenty-two
  28. Twenty-three
  29. Twenty-four
  30. Six Months Later
  31. Twenty-five
  32. Twenty-six
  33. Twenty-seven
  34. Twenty-eight
  35. Twenty-nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-one
  38. Thirty-two
  39. Thirty-three
  40. I Have Never
  41. One
  42. Two
  43. Three
  44. Four
  45. Five
  46. Six
  47. Seven
  48. Eight
  49. Nine
  50. Ten
  51. Eleven
  52. Twelve
  53. Thirteen
  54. Fourteen
  55. Fifteen
  56. Sixteen
  57. Seventeen
  58. Eighteen
  59. Nineteen
  60. Twenty
  61. Twenty-one
  62. Twenty-two
  63. A Christmas Date
  64. One
  65. Two
  66. Three
  67. Four
  68. Five
  69. Six
  70. Seven
  71. Eight
  72. Nine
  73. Ten
  74. Eleven
  75. Twelve
  76. Thirteen
  77. Fourteen
  78. Fifteen
  79. Sixteen
  80. Seventeen
  81. Eighteen
  82. Nineteen
  83. Twenty
  84. Twenty-one
  85. Twenty-two
  86. Note from the Author
  87. Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
  88. Two
  89. Three
  90. Four
  91. Also by Camilla Isley
  92. About the Author

“She was tanned. She went on our honeymoon with her bridesmaids.”

“That’s not what I’m asking.”

“She was fine, really. Hurt, but on the mend. I apologized; I owed it to her. She’s very rational; she understands what happened. She said it probably saved us from divorcing in a few years.”

“I wish I could apologize too.”

“She’s rational, not a saint. You’d better steer clear for at least twenty years.”

“I feel horrible for what I did to her.”

“Come here.” Jake grabs me and I melt into his arms. “She’ll be fine. She’s going to meet the right guy for her, and when that happens, she’ll be grateful to you too.”

I let him soothe me. “Was your family upset you’re moving here?”

“No. It’s a bit farther away than San Francisco, but it’s not like I was exactly living at home even before. So it’s not much of a change for them. A couple more hours on a plane when they visit. That’s all.”

“So they don’t hate me for ruining your wedding and hauling you to another continent?”

“No, definitely not. My mom was happy. She’d given me a speech about ‘unresolved things’ before the wedding. And I see now she was probably talking about you.”

“You think?”

“I’m pretty sure. She said she knew I wasn’t going to marry Sharon the moment you burst into the room, followed by security.”

“Aw, gosh. Don’t make me think about bouncer guy. So your family’s happy about us?”

“If I’m happy, they’re happy.” Jake leans in and kisses me again.

After the kiss, I decide to change the subject and shake off the moping mood. “Are you jetlagged?”

“No, not too much. Why?”

“Amelia invited us to dinner at her place tomorrow night. I know you just got here and that you begin work on Monday, but I haven’t seen Amelia in forever and I ditched her wedding to… well… crash yours. So it’d be great if we could go. But if you don’t want to, I can tell her to rain check for next week.”

“No, tomorrow’s fine. I want to see Amelia; it’s been ages for me too. And her husband could become a good friend.”

“Are you missing California already?” I ask, worried.

“No, but I’ve lived there for a decade. Most of my friends are there. It’s weird living in a city where I don’t know anyone except you and Amelia.”

“London will swipe you in like a tornado. You’ll see. There are so many people here, it’s impossible not to make friends.”

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