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Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Anna Bell
  3. Also by Anna Bell
  4. About the Author
  5. Note to Readers
  6. Dedication
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Acknowledgements
  45. Extract
  46. Prologue
  47. About the Publisher

‘It must be when I’m doing my workouts. I’ve got a squeaky ab cradle and the grunting is when I’m doing weights. I’ve been trying to get a six-pack.’

I turned back to him and my eyes flitted down to his waist before my cheeks started to burn.

‘Obviously I haven’t been doing it for long,’ he said, this time with a brazen wink.

Neither of us said anything and it took all my self-control not to cross the room and kiss him. I’d never felt that way about a stranger before and the way he was looking at me, it was like he felt it too.

The main door of the flat opened and Soph walked in and whatever spell we were under was broken.

‘There you are. What are you wearing? You are not going to bed.’

I groaned. I’d been hoping I’d be tucked up asleep before she came back to change.

‘Well, I would be if there wasn’t some naked guy in it.’

‘Hot,’ said Soph, walking in before she put her hands over her eyes and yelped. ‘Joel, gross. Put some clothes on. Oh, Edie, please don’t tell me that you’re hooking up with him?’

‘No,’ I said, following her out to the corridor whilst Joel scrambled to find his clothes. I wondered what exactly was wrong with him. He might not have a six-pack, but he was still cute. Not that I was looking. I had a boyfriend.

‘That’s my cousin, Joel.’

‘Your cousin?’

‘Yes, and I just saw his … Why don’t you have a bigger pillow?’

‘Sorry, I hadn’t been expecting—’

‘Right, unless you want me acting like a total bitch tomorrow, keep the noise down,’ said Elizabeth, poking her head out of the door.

‘You mean she hasn’t been acting like a bitch this whole time?’ whispered Soph.

Joel appeared fully dressed and we followed him out onto the wooden walkway.

‘Sorry, about that … I still don’t know your name.’

‘Edie.’

‘Sorry about that, Edie. I’ll leave you to it, ladies in red.’

‘Why did he call us ladies in red?’ I asked, watching him walk away.

‘Because of our work shirts. The entertainment team often put the song on at the disco – you know, ‘Lady in Red’ – and then the guys try and dance with us. It’s so cheesy.’

We watched Joel hesitate when he got to the stairs.

‘Do you think you can find it OK or do you need us to walk you?’ Soph shouted.

‘Goodnight,’ he called, waving as he went up.

‘He is so embarrassing.’ Soph took my hand and dragged me into her room.

‘I thought he seemed cute.’

‘Oh, no. Don’t do that. Joel is great, he really is. He makes an awesome friend, but don’t fancy him.’

‘I’ve got a boyfriend.’

‘Uh-huh. When does that seem to stop people around here?’