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Chapters (80)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Also by Melissa Hill and published by HQ:
  4. Note to Readers
  5. Dedication
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Chapter 47
  53. Chapter 48
  54. Chapter 49
  55. Chapter 50
  56. Chapter 51
  57. Chapter 52
  58. Chapter 53
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Chapter 55
  61. Chapter 56
  62. Chapter 57
  63. Chapter 58
  64. Chapter 59
  65. Chapter 60
  66. Chapter 61
  67. Chapter 62
  68. Chapter 63
  69. Chapter 64
  70. Chapter 65
  71. Chapter 66
  72. Chapter 67
  73. Chapter 68
  74. Chapter 69
  75. Chapter 70
  76. Chapter 71
  77. Keep Reading
  78. Prologue
  79. Chapter 1
  80. About the Publisher

‘Sure, I’ve just been … busy.’

Ward shifted a little, glancing to the side, and it was then Hannah realized that he wasn’t alone, and a woman’s arm was threaded through his.

A gorgeous twenty-something brunette in workout gear with dark eyes and a flawless olive complexion, she looked every last iota of the Classic Athlete Other Half.

Ah. So that must be what had been dominating so much of his time lately, to the point that he hadn’t been returning her calls.

‘Hi there,’ she greeted his companion enthusiastically, watching them together, her gaze alternating between their faces.

‘This is Shelley …’ Ward began, awkwardness thick in his voice.

Hannah extended her hand in greeting, slightly slopping her coffee in the process. ‘Oh shite … er, um, just hold on.’ She grabbed a paper napkin off the counter and placed the coffee cup down as she tried to wipe her fingers dry. ‘Hannah,’ she replied pleasantly, and a smile of recognition broke out on the girl’s face. Extracting her arm from Ward’s, she grasped Hannah’s hand in an enthusiastic greeting. To the point that she was worried her fingers might break.

‘Great to meet you,’ Shelley greeted in return, her voice low and throaty and which Hannah immediately recognized as the one behind the camera in Ward’s famous fitness video.

Aha.

‘I have to tell you, everything you have been doing for Ward is wonderful,’ she continued. ‘Seriously, nice work; you had a job cut out.’

She searched the girl’s face for any sign of insincerity or discomfort but found nothing. Shelley didn’t offer any explanation of who she was either as if it was obvious that she and Ward were together. Hannah felt foolish for worrying about his reaction to Rob answering his call. She had been self-conscious over nothing because even though she’d turned Ward down that night in the park, he’d simply brushed himself off, taken it in his stride, and resumed whatever he had going on with this gorgeous creature.

She was stunning, almost Amazonian in stature, and while Shelley also seemed lovely and self-assured, Hannah got the sense that this confident, no-nonsense lady would not take kindly to anyone cheating on her, and thus decided she would not like to get on the other side of her if wronged.

As this flurry of thoughts raced around Hannah’s brain, she forced herself to come back to the present moment – and noticed that Ward was staring at her. So she made a conscious effort to even out her features.