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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

Jake pulled up in a parking lot overlooking Lake Michigan. The view was spectacular, and Gemma’s palms were the clammiest of the entire night. Jake killed the engine and turned to look at her. This was it. He was going to kiss her. Gemma watched Jake lean in closer to her with a pounding heart, unable to move, paralyzed with both fear and anticipation. Jake’s lips pressed onto hers and all her worries melted as a warm fuzz spread in her chest and belly. Jake’s kiss was tentative at first, soft and sweet. Until his hand wrapped around the nape of her neck, pulling her in closer, and suddenly they were kissing for real. Gemma felt her breath catch in her throat, her chest aching with how much she loved Jake. She pulled back to look at him.

He frowned. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, it was perfect. Jake Wilder, I-I love you.”

Jake’s eyes widened before a smile spread on his lips. “I love you too, Gemma Dawson.”

Then they were kissing again, and Gemma found herself hoping eleven o’clock would never arrive.

♥♥♥

Saturday, August 5—London

“Didn’t I just kick you out of this house a week ago?” I ask Amelia.

“You did.”

“So what are you doing here?”

“I’m dressing you.”

I look in the bedroom mirror, perplexed. “Tell me again why I’m wearing this?”

Amelia rolls her eyes at me. “I’ve told you. I bought these on a whim, changed my mind, and asked for a refund. But they won’t take the clothes back at the store. So, I thought they’d fit you better.”

“They’re like a present for me?”

“More a hand-me-down. What do you think?”

She gave me a nice pair of high waist jeans and a silky blush top to wear. “A bit retro, but I like it.”

“Now pull your hair up.”

I obediently scrunch my hair up into a messy bun.

“No, no. Let me do it.” Amelia takes control of my head. Brushing, tugging, and finally tying my hair in a high ponytail. “Perfect. Now close your eyes.” She’s smiling too much; something’s going on here.

I narrow my eyes at her. “Why?”

“Trust me.”

I do as she says and let her pull me by the hands around the apartment. I’m familiar with the geometry of the place enough to orient myself. She’s pulling me out of the bedroom, along the hall, and across the living room to the front door. A brush of cool air hits me when she opens it to drag me outside.

“You can open your eyes now.”

I do. Jake’s waiting outside the house, propped up against a car wearing his old high school football jacket. He’s beaming at me and my mind swirls a little with the strongest sense of déjà vu.

I turn from Jake to Amelia. “What is this?”