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- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Acknowledgements
- CONTENTS
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
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- Chapter 110
- Chapter 111
- Chapter 112
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He sat beside her and pulled her to him. ‘Okay?’
‘I think so.’
Zak poured her a cup of Earl Grey. ‘You must need this.’
‘A double brandy would be preferable.’ When she lifted the cup to her lips, Lauren realised her hand was shaking. ‘It was Jude who was hanging around outside your cottage this morning.’
‘How did he find out?’
A shrug. ‘Put two and two together.’
‘I’m sorry,’ Zak said. ‘I didn’t even think about the possibility that he’d follow us up here.’
‘Me neither,’ she admitted.
All those weekends when she’d begged for a morsel of his time and he’d been unable to get away from his family and yet, when it mattered to Jude, he could drop them like hot coals. It had taken her a long time – too long – but she was beginning to come to terms with the fact that her former lover wasn’t a very nice man.
And she hadn’t been a very nice person when she was with him, either.
‘I take it that he saw us together?’
‘Yes.’ Lauren risked a weary smile. ‘I don’t think he was very impressed.’
‘I can imagine.’
‘He’s very hurt.’
‘I could say that it was no more than he deserved.’
‘I know that you’re right,’ she agreed. ‘But that doesn’t make it any easier.’
‘But it is over?’ Zak’s eyes were dark with concern.
‘Oh, yes. It’s over. Once and for all.’
Zak reached for her hand. ‘Well I, for one, am very relieved to hear that.’
Lauren sighed.
‘A trouble shared is a trouble halved,’ Zak said. ‘Or so my old gran used to say. Want to tell me what’s on your mind?’
‘I can’t go back to work – how can I? But I don’t know what else to do.’
Zak picked at the slice of cake on his plate and avoided her eyes. ‘Perhaps I should have shared this with you earlier.’
‘I’m not sure that I can cope with any more surprises.’
‘I hope that you’ll think this is a good one.’ Zak put down his cup and fixed his gaze on her. ‘I’m setting up my own company – with another guy from the office. We’re going into business against Jude with another regional daily download. But this will be younger, funkier, aimed more at the teen market.’
‘That sounds great.’
‘I couldn’t trust you with it until I was sure that it was definitely over between you and Jude. I’m sure that you understand why.’
‘Of course I do.’
‘We haven’t got anyone to do the sales and marketing,’ Zak said. ‘I’m hoping that you might say you will.’
‘I will.’
His eyes widened. ‘You don’t need to think about it? You don’t need to know your terms and conditions? Your pay?’