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Chapters (40)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Recipes
  34. Starry Fuzzy Fizz
  35. Acknowledgments
  36. Discover More
  37. Author’s Note
  38. About the Author
  39. Also by Farah Heron
  40. Praise for Farah Heron

“What? You divorced because you didn’t cook?”

He didn’t look at Kamila but kept making momos as he spoke. “No, not the cooking, specifically—more the not spending time at home. We met at work. We worked together. She was at the office even longer hours than I was, and then we would meet somewhere for dinner. Almost every night.”

“Sounds like you spent too much time together.” Kamila would never set up a friend with someone they worked with. Couples needed space.

“Ah, yes and no. We were together all the time, but we were never alone. Work isn’t living, you know? We weren’t really together. I don’t remember ever feeling like I wanted or needed to spend every waking moment with her. I thought that was because we saw so much of each other, so there was no urgency to be alone.” He sighed. “I’m never getting involved with a colleague again. It distorts the relationship. That’s one of the reasons why I left the law firm and finally started full-time at HNS—I’d hoped not working together would fix us. But…we weren’t really suited. That became clear when we stopped seeing so much of each other.”

So that was why they’d split. Kamila had resented Lisa after their separation because she assumed Lisa had hurt Rohan in more ways than just taking his cat. But it sounded like it wasn’t one of them hurting the other, but two people at the wrong place and time, caught up in what they thought they were supposed to do.

Kamila wanted to know more—had he ever felt that urgency to spend time alone with Lisa? Before things went stale? But that felt like prying.

But she was still curious. “Have you ever felt that for anyone at all?”

“What?”

“That urgency. Desperation, craving…to be alone with someone. Not just for sex.”

“Have you?”

She snorted. “Always a lawyer. Answering a question with a question. No, I’ve never felt that. I’m not sure I’m capable. Which is fine for me. I’m happy with casual, remember?”

He looked at her, lip upturned. “I think you’re capable, Kam. Maybe you’re not ready yet.”

She laughed. “Oh? And how would you know that?”

“I’m older and wiser. I know.”