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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

I have some reservations about Amelia’s work ethic, but I don’t voice them.

“Instead, just a few sleepless hours after I read that,” she points at the incriminating email, “he came into my office and asked me if I’d liked my wedding present.”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“What did you do?”

“I threw a mug at him, missed his head by an inch… and then I lost it. I started crying and screaming about cheating bastards.”

“And how did you go from the mug-throwing and crying to the kissing?”

“It’s a bit confused. Somehow he managed to have me tell him the whole story, then he told me my husband was an idiot and then he pity-kissed me.”

“That wasn’t a pity-kiss.”

I look at Jake for confirmation. He shakes his head, no.

“Oh please, I was such a mess it had to be a pity-kiss.”

“Probably more of an I’m-into-you-and-I-can’t-wait-for-you-to-be-divorced kiss.”

“Don’t say the D-word,” Amelia shrieks. “Twenty-eight and already divorced. I’m worse than Ross in Friends.”

“I’m sure Ross was already on his second divorce by twenty-eight.”

“That hardly makes it better.”

“Come here.” I pull her onto my lap and hug her. “You’re going to be fine. We’re going to get through this.”

Amelia starts sobbing on my shoulder. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I’m always here for you.”

“Listen, can I stay here tonight? I don’t want to go back to that house.”

“Of course you can stay.” I throw an apologetic glance at Jake, but he’s nodding his head approvingly. And in this moment, I feel even luckier he’s here by my side and more in love than ever.

One Month Later

Twelve

Terminate

♦♦♦

Friday, July 28—London

The working week is over and I’m ready for a cozy night in watching romcoms. I’m already settled on the couch. Amelia has “plans.” She didn’t tell me what they are, but by the amount of time she’s spent in the bathroom, I’m guessing they involve a certain David Beckham doppelgänger.

Ping.

My phone bleeps. I unlock the screen and see with a jolt that it’s Richard. This is a surprise. We exchanged numbers the night we met, but I’ve never texted him, and up until today, he’s never texted me either. After a month, I thought he wasn’t going to.

I read the text.

Hey, beautiful

Hey, you

Where’ve u been hiding? Been a while

Crazy couple of weeks @ work

It’s as good an excuse as any.

I thought I’d say hello

What do I reply? The only thing I can think of is hello, but it seems pretty lame. I bite my lower lip, trying to decide what to write when Richard saves me by texting again.

What r u up to?

Movie night

With Amelia?

No, alone

I’m so pathetic.

Watching anything good?