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Chapters (80)
  1. Book Title
  2. About the Author
  3. Contact
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter One
  6. HARPER
  7. FORREST
  8. Chapter Two
  9. FORREST
  10. Chapter Three
  11. HARPER
  12. Chapter Four
  13. FORREST
  14. HARPER
  15. Chapter Five
  16. HARPER
  17. FORREST
  18. HARPER
  19. Chapter Six
  20. HARPER
  21. FORREST
  22. HARPER
  23. Chapter Seven
  24. HARPER
  25. Chapter Eight
  26. FORREST
  27. HARPER
  28. FORREST
  29. HARPER
  30. Chapter Nine
  31. HARPER
  32. FORREST
  33. HARPER
  34. Chapter Ten
  35. HARPER
  36. Chapter Eleven
  37. FORREST
  38. Chapter Twelve
  39. HARPER
  40. Chapter Thirteen
  41. FORREST
  42. Chapter Fourteen
  43. HARPER
  44. Chapter Fifteen
  45. FORREST
  46. HARPER
  47. FORREST
  48. Chapter Sixteen
  49. FORREST
  50. HARPER
  51. Chapter Seventeen
  52. FORREST
  53. HARPER
  54. Chapter Eighteen
  55. FORREST
  56. HARPER
  57. FORREST
  58. HARPER
  59. FORREST
  60. Chapter Nineteen
  61. HARPER
  62. FORREST
  63. Chapter Twenty
  64. HARPER
  65. FORREST
  66. Chapter Twenty-One
  67. HARPER
  68. FORREST
  69. HARPER
  70. Chapter Twenty-Two
  71. HARPER
  72. Epilogue
  73. 6 Weeks Later
  74. 2 Years Later
  75. 4 Weeks Later
  76. That Day Book Excerpt
  77. Chapter One
  78. KURT
  79. Also by Karen Deen
  80. Acknowledgments

“Fuck no. But the look on your face was worth it.” I laugh as I walk to grab myself a bottle of water too.

“I thought you said you weren’t funny.” She pulls her legs up onto the couch where she is sitting and makes herself comfortable.

“Oh, I’m hilarious,” I say, taking a sip of water, and then continue. “Now, since I won this game and the match, by winning two out of the three games, I think that entitles me to two questions. So here is the first one.” Watching her about to protest my two questions, I step closer and lean over to place my finger on her mouth which stops her completely. A little gasp of air between her lips is enough to turn the heat up a notch in my body. “What is your favorite food, and I swear to God, if you say a protein shake, I’m going lose my shit, woman.”

“It’s not fair if you tell me I can’t answer truthfully,” she responds with that glint in her eyes that she gets when she is about to be a smartass.

I slap my forehead playfully.

“Okay, okay. If you are talking serious adult food, then I would have to say a perfectly cooked steak, medium, with mashed potatoes and some steamed vegetables and a nice sauce over the top. I know it’s not what you were expecting, but I grew up in a house where meat was on the menu a lot. But if you are talking about what’s my favorite indulgence food, it’s going to be a weird one, but it’s a perfect piece of carrot cake with the cream cheese icing on top. Oh, nothing beats it with a hot cup of tea.” I can see her tasting it on her tongue while she thinks about it.

“You’re right, it’s not what I was expecting, but I wouldn’t say it’s weird. Where is the best place to buy your carrot cake?” I’m expecting some little boutique bakery somewhere she has been on her travels.

“Don’t laugh, but it’s Pret, you know the sandwich chain shop. They come in these perfect little packages.” She looks a little shy at her answer.

“Of all the places you have traveled in the world and your indulgence is from an English sandwich chain store. Why?” I’m so curious to know.