Chapters (80)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Also by Melissa Hill and published by HQ:
- Note to Readers
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Keep Reading
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- About the Publisher
She stared at him. ‘What? Why? Your first post, proper post, I mean, and it went viral too! People are going crazy over it, Ward, why would you—’
‘It was cheesy and dumb and it wasn’t even my idea. Shelley my … friend, figured it was a good move at the time but I changed my mind. That’s not how I want to be seen.’ He looked away briefly and Hannah knew there was more he wasn’t saying. And she couldn’t help but wonder again about this ‘friend’.
My personal life is off-limits.
Regardless, if Ward truly didn’t want to go down the fitness video route, for whatever reason, then there was nothing she could do to persuade him.
He looked back at her again. ‘Anyway, I’m sorry for being a dick just now. Guess I sometimes forget I’m not the only asshat client you’ve got to deal with. Are you sure you’re OK though? Anything I can help with?’
Hannah shook her head. The last thing she needed to do was talk about her private life, or previous relationship mistakes, with him. Her personal life was off-limits too. Especially to this particular client.
‘It’s grand,’ she insisted, trying to sound offhand. ‘Nothing that a better night’s sleep won’t fix.’
Ward nodded reluctantly and then his lips twisted up in a half-smile. ‘So that whole loser speech … did you just blurt that out off the top of your head or were you rehearsing it because deep down you knew I’d chew you out for releasing that picture?’
‘A little bit of both,’ she admitted with a grin. ‘I’ll be honest – I had an inkling you might not be fully on board since you’re such a tough guy and all.’ She met his gaze briefly and was relieved to see that he wasn’t quite as annoyed as he pretended to be. ‘But I was curious to see how the online reaction panned out. Based on the response so far, I’m starting to think that, thanks to us both, we’re finally making progress and are a lot further along the road to having that image of yours reformed, no?’
He snorted, shaking his head. ‘At what cost, though? Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate everything you’re doing, truly I do. Guess I just still need some persuading that the image we’re trying to project is real.’