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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 sort of hoped she’d offer to help. I don’t care that much for wedding planning. Does that make me a horrible bride-to-be?”

“It makes you the daughter-in-law of the year. She loves throwing parties.”

“And she has impeccable taste.”

“She does. Do you think your mom will get offended if we do it at our house and my mom does all the planning?”

“No. She hates planning parties but adores going to them. And she’s going to be thrilled we’re going to be at home. Our families are a match made in heaven.”

“We’re a match made in heaven.” Jake lifts my chin with a finger to kiss me.

“You’re totally right and impossibly cheesy.”

“And you’re an insolent little minx who needs a good seeing to.”

He manhandles me from the couch, throwing my limp body over one of his broad shoulders, and gets both of us up. I punch him playfully in the back and scream in delight as he drags me toward the bedroom.

Twenty-four

September the First

♦♦♦

Friday, March 9—London

I help Amelia load the last of her boxes into Dylan’s car, hug her close, and send her off to her new life. I watch the car disappear around a corner, comforted by the warmth of Richard’s body towering behind me.

Back inside my apartment, I take a moment to mentally process all the new empty spots. A vase missing here, a book missing there, nothing big… just all the small telltales of Amelia being gone from the house.

I hug myself. “Feels a bit empty, doesn’t it?”

Richard comes up behind me and massages my neck. “Are you sorry Amelia’s moved out?”

“Well, yes. Of course. But I’m also happy she’s moving in with Dylan. She deserves to be happy after everything that happened to her last year. I’m glad she found him.”

“He’s a good bloke. And now that you’re one roommate short, how’d you feel about taking in another one?”

“No, the roommate I had before Amelia was a nightmare. I’d much rather be alone.”

“I promise this roommate won’t be a nightmare; he gives the best massages.”

I turn to face him. “Oh, you mean you! You want to move in together?”

“We’re engaged, so why not?”

“I thought you loved your apartment.”

“Yes, I do. I hoped you’d want to move there with me?”

The walls of the apartment seem to close in on us. Call it cabin fever. “I’d love to,” I lie. Too soon, way too soon. “But I just renewed the lease on this place; I’ve another nine months before it’s up.”

“Can’t you sublet it?”

“No, it’s in my contract,” I lie again. “But when the lease expires, we can discuss it again.”

“I hope a little sooner than that.”

“Why?”