‘No, the girls…’ He trails off. ‘Gracie,’ he says, gazing into my blue eyes with his pools of dark chocolate. ‘Gracie,’ he repeats, staring right into me.

‘Dance with me, Harry.’

There’s no music. Just the faint sounds of the traffic below, and my heart, pounding in my chest. Dance with me, Harry, I pray to the universe.

Harry steps closer. Wrapping his arms around me, his hands on my waist, I slip mine around his neck. My fingers curl into his thick, blonde hair. We start to sway.

Zelda had warned me of the storm, of the rain I’d have to endure. And now, here I am, in the arms of the man of my dreams.

‘I know it’s been a bumpy road,’ I whisper into his ear. ‘I know you’re my agent, and things can get complicated.’ I pull away to look Harry in the eyes as I finish. ‘I also know I’ve never wanted to be with anyone more in my life. Harry, you’re all the good that came out of all the bad, and because of that, I trust you. I trust you to be there for me. To make me laugh and to have fun with, and to take care of me. To see the best in me, when I’ve forgotten how to do it for myself. You’re my rainbow, Harry. You are.’

Whatever comes of it from here, I’m proud of myself for finding the courage to say this.

‘A rainbow, hey?’ Harry says. He nuzzles my neck with his short stubble and kisses my skin and my body and soul heave with relief. He wants me, too. He does. ‘I’ve been called worse. And I suppose you’re my Crazie?’ he laughs.

‘I suppose. Though it isn’t very romantic.’

But I don’t want hearts and flowers – well, maybe flowers. I want love. Real love.

Harry pulls me to him fiercely.

‘Kitten,’ he breathes into my ear. ‘Do you like that better?’

‘Mmm. Much better.’

My hand slides inside his shirt, against his warm, bare chest. Everything fits between us. Everything feels right. My body tingles, but sex won’t be the glue that binds us. It will accent everything else we have. For all my mishaps and missteps at parties and in cubicles, I’m a girl who likes cooking and pottering in the garden and snuggling. For all his cheesy wall of fame and witty asides, Harry is a guy who likes to work hard, take care of others and do the right thing. Being here with him is everything I dared to dream, and all of this is real.

The constant worry I had the entire time I was with Jordan is gone.

Love. You know it when you feel it. To love, and to be loved in return.