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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

Outside, Richard’s waiting for me next to a black cab, wearing a tux. He looks dashing. As I throw my arms around his neck to kiss him, he hands me a white rose.

“You’re beautiful.”

“Thank you.” I take the rose and smell it. “You’re not too bad yourself.”

“Shall we go?”

As I step into the cab, nerves attack me. Richard has gone to a lot of trouble to organize this night and I have a feeling the surprises aren’t over yet. Suddenly, a horrible thought pops into my mind. He wants to ask me to move in with him. Dylan asked Amelia a while ago and she’s moving out of my apartment soon. But Richard and I are definitely not ready for such a big step; we’ve been dating for as long as they have, but it’s been casual dating, nothing too serious. I throw a side-glance at him and he smiles.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Be patient, we’re going to get there soon.”

“Haven’t I suffered enough?”

He buffets my nose with a finger. “Poor you, look at the state of you,” he mocks me.

“Okay, I’ve definitely had worse days. But you know how curious I am.”

The cab stops in front of The Dorchester.

Richard gives me his hand to help me out of the cab.

“You’re joking,” I say as I stare at the building. “This is the most expensive restaurant in London.”

“It’s a special night; it called for a special place.”

“What’s so special about tonight?” I ask, the nagging worry poking again at my stomach. This whole thing is screaming serious relationship, commitment, moving in together. And I’m definitely not ready for all of that. Not yet.

“I got a promotion today; I wanted to celebrate with you.”

So this is it. We’re celebrating his promotion. I relax at once. Oh, Richard. He has style.

The restaurant’s amazing, dinner’s amazing, and Richard’s amazing. We eat a seven-course meal with wine pairing, and by the end of the night, I’m more than a little tipsy. My head’s spinning a bit, so when Richard suddenly gets incredibly serious, I don’t immediately grasp the meaning of what he’s saying.

“…these have been the best six months of my life. I love you so much, Gemma, I couldn’t contemplate spending a day away from you.”

I nod my head in assent. This is all very nice. A bit over-dramatic, maybe. But hey, who am I to complain?

“And this is why I want to make sure I don’t… have to spend a single day away from you.”

I keep nodding. Where’s he going with this speech? And why is he being so melodramatic? The penny drops when he gets up, rounds the table, and drops to one knee.