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  1. Also by Erica James
  2. Copyright
  3. Note to Readers
  4. Contents
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Chapter Forty-Five
  50. Chapter Forty-Six
  51. Chapter Forty-Seven
  52. Chapter Forty-Eight
  53. Chapter Forty-Nine
  54. Chapter Fifty
  55. Chapter Fifty-One
  56. Chapter Fifty-Two
  57. Chapter Fifty-Three
  58. Chapter Fifty-Four
  59. Chapter Fifty-Five
  60. Chapter Fifty-Six
  61. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  62. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  63. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  64. Chapter Sixty
  65. Acknowledgements
  66. About the Publisher

‘I’ll fit in with whatever is convenient with you. Why don’t you suggest Martha hosts the get-together, that way she’ll feel in control of things? It means also we can choose when to leave if you feel we’re being cross-examined a bit too aggressively.’

Naomi sighed. ‘This is just what I dreaded. All this plotting and scheming and second-guessing.’

‘It’s only for now. Just a short-term measure to help your daughters come to terms with the realisation that their mother is a fantastically desirable woman who still wants to have some fun in her life. They’ll come round; you’ll see.’

‘I wish I had your certainty,’ she said, smiling at his description of her. ‘I suspect it’s not going to be as easy as you think.’

‘If you want something badly enough, it’s worth fighting for. And,’ he added, ‘I most assuredly will fight for you.’

The late afternoon sun had lost its warmth and so each wearing a fleece, they set out along the shoreline. There were a few day-trippers about, including a young couple with two young children and a frisky spaniel on a lead. Further along the beach, as they were about to take the path that led to Bosham, Naomi recognised the familiar outline of Jennifer Kingsbury trudging towards them. Waddling along at her side was Bentley, her overweight Labrador.

‘Here we go,’ said Naomi under her breath.

‘Options as I see them,’ said Ellis, ‘turn and run, or brazen it out. What’s it to be?’

For answer, she slipped her hand through his. ‘Time to brazen it out.’

As the gap between them and Jennifer closed, he squeezed her hand. ‘You lead,’ he murmured, ‘I’ll follow.’

‘Hello, you two,’ said Jennifer, her gaze fixed firmly on their faces as though trying to ignore their hands. ‘Out for a stroll?’

‘That’s right,’ replied Naomi.

‘And then supper at The Ship later,’ said Ellis.

‘That’s nice,’ said Jennifer. She somehow managed to make it sound anything but nice. But then, along with plenty of other women in the village, Jennifer had always thought so highly of Colin. On any number of fundraising committees together, the two of them had been stalwarts of the parish council, and all-round pillars of the community.

In private, Colin had often made fun of Jennifer, referring to her as one of his groupies. He’d never had any trouble twisting people, particularly women, around his little finger to do his bidding. Even a notoriously indomitable woman like Jennifer, who had no time for smooth-tongued charmers. That Jennifer would be unwilling to acknowledge what was staring her in the face – Naomi and Ellis clearly holding hands and what that implied – never mind approve, came as no surprise to Naomi. This, of course, was just the start of what was to come.

With Bentley wagging his tail and looking up at Ellis, Ellis let go of Naomi’s hand and bent to stroke the top of the dog’s head. It was then that Jennifer’s expression changed. Her lips stretched into a wide smile and she gave Naomi an incongruous wink.