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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 focus on my rival. She’s a good-looking woman, with fabulous blonde hair and perfect grooming. Then again, she had the advantage of knowing she’d be standing for this revenge-on-the-ex high noon moment today and went out of her way to look her best. So really, it isn’t fair.

“So is there something you wanted to say to me?” I try to smile, but I’m sure I accomplish a grimace at best.

“No, not really. I was just morbidly curious to meet you. I’ve heard so many stories about you.”

Jake talks to her about me? I’m afraid the having-a-stroke face is making a comeback. I swallow a bitter pill as my brain runs free with the knowledge of all the embarrassing things Jake knows about me. How many has he told her? When? Were they discussing it in bed after a passionate night of lovemaking? Am I a running joke between them? Oh gosh, I can feel my teeth grinding.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t say I’ve heard anything about you. So we’re not going to be able to swap anecdotes, are we?” I wish my voice wasn’t shaking so much. My fake smile has definitely collapsed into grimace territory right now.

“Well, Jake still talks about you a lot…”

“I haven’t spoken to Jake in years.”

“Well, you’re still his significant ex. And I’m sure he’s yours…”

If only you knew how much.

“Well, you’re his wife. He married you, and I’m engaged.” I show her my rock, feeling glad I’m wearing it for the first time since Richard proposed. The thought I nearly had to face Jake’s wife unmarried and unengaged is horrific.

“Oh, that’s wonderful. When are you getting married?”

“In a year, perhaps two. Anyway, it all worked out for the best in the end.” At least for you, I add internally.

“Yes. Yes, of course, it did,” she says unenthusiastically. She looks at me in a weird way, sad almost. What has she to be sad about? She’s married to the love of our lives; she doesn’t get to be sad. “I’m sorry if I caught you off-guard. I just wanted to meet you.”

“Well, it was very nice meeting you,” I lie with a straight face. Lawyer skills and all. “Now if you don’t mind I really have to get to that meeting.”

“Yeah, sure. Sorry again. I’ve already stolen too much of your time. Goodbye.”

That’s not the only thing you stole from me. “Bye.”