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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

Still, Ward was long enough in the game to know how the PR play went. She might just be better at her job than the others. He suspected that their initial encounter had confused her somewhat too. Understandable. Considering the shit show that was his current public persona, it was a world apart from the guy who’d paid for her coffee last week.

The stupid nice-guy stuff that always let him down.

It had been almost six months since Melanie left him. He’d met his photographer ex when she was taking team shots for an online sports magazine. Tall and blonde with hazel eyes, she’d immediately charmed him with her sense of humour and her blasé attitude about his jock status.

Things had started slowly, but once they’d started progressing, it had been pretty rapid and Ward had fallen hard. Before he knew it, he’d even found himself beginning to think about an actual future with her.

Like all good things though, it had come to an end. One night, when they were in his place watching TV, she’d turned to him and said, ‘There’s something I need to tell you.’

He still remembered how his stomach had tightened and he’d felt nauseous. Whenever anyone said something along those lines, it never, in his experience, led to a good outcome. ‘What’s going on?’ he’d asked.

Melanie hadn’t met his gaze. That was never a good sign either. As he’d sat there, waiting for her to respond, he’d felt his heart racing. He’d known right then, that they were through.

‘I’ve been offered a job in Chicago,’ she’d said. ‘It’s a permanent position at a magazine and the pay is double what I’m making right now. There’s so much opportunity for advancement too.’

His mouth had suddenly gone dry and it had taken him a few moments to answer. ‘OK. And how do you feel about long-distance relationships?’ he’d managed to ask.

Her bittersweet smile had told him everything he’d needed to know.

‘I’ve been down that road before, Ward. Maybe it works out at first but before you know it, we’re drifting apart.’

‘We won’t know until we try, though,’ he’d suggested stupidly. ‘Just because something didn’t work out in the past doesn’t mean it’s going to always be that way. For one thing, you’re dealing with me now and I won’t let you down.’

Melanie had given him the sweetest smile he’d ever seen, tears welling up in her eyes, and she’d leaned against him.

‘You’re a nice guy, Ward, but I just don’t see it happening. I’m going to be busy getting everything set up, and you’ve got the new season coming up too … Maybe when I’m properly settled in you can come and visit and we can talk about it?’