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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

Despite the awkwardness, Richard manages to make me smile. “But it really is me and not you. I am a mess.”

“How come?”

“How about we move outside this bar and I can tell you all about it?”

Richard smiles and shows me the way with his left arm. “After you.”

***

“So you wanted to crash your ex-boyfriend’s wedding,” Richard says. He seems amused by my story. “But you ended up having to crash your best friend’s—my colleague Amelia’s—one instead. Then you went on her honeymoon with her and now you’re roommates. And all of this happened when?”

“In the past three weeks,” I chime in. “So you see, it really is me. I’ve just said goodbye to the love of my life for good and I’m not open to anything new at the moment.”

“Amelia was just left at the altar and she doesn’t seem to be having much trouble moving on.”

“Well, it turned out Amelia hasn’t been in love with her fiancé for the longest time. So you see how that might speed up things. Whereas for me, I still have a broken heart.”

“And that’s why you won’t go out on a date with me.”

“You never asked me on a date,” I protest.

“But if I were to, would you really say no? Not even for a bite or a friendly drink?”

I’m saved from answering by Amelia bursting out of the bar. “There you are.” She looks as flustered and in disarray as someone who’s been making out in a crowded bar should. “I’ve been looking for you all over.”

“You mean when you were pausing to breathe,” I whisper in her ear.

“Richard.” She nods at him.

“Amelia, enjoying the office bonding?” he teases.

“Not funny,” she mouths at him.

“Dylan, my mate.” Richard greets his friend who’s also joined us outside. He looks… well, there’s only one way to say it: like the cat who got the cream.

“I need to go to the ladies.” Amelia tugs at my arm. “We’ll be back in a sec,” she tells her colleagues and then drags me away.

As soon as we enter the restroom, she starts pacing around with both her hands in her hair, adding to the look of general dishevelment. “Gosh. Oh, gosh. What did I do?”

“Behaved like a horny teenager?” I offer.

“Everybody saw us.”

“Yep.”

“I’m never going to be able to show my face in the office again. I’ll have to change jobs.”

“Now, that seems a bit extreme. I’m sure office flings are pretty common.”

“Why? Why did I do it? I don’t even like the guy!”

“Actually, he’s not that hard on the eye,” I tease. This is the understatement of the year. Dylan’s a looker and we both know it.