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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

“Oh what, you know I’m right, and you can’t deny you aren’t doing the same. I can look, I’m just not interested in touching.” Her laugh just makes him roll his eyes at her and turn back to chatting with the guys who are pointing out different things that are happening with the cars in the pits below us.

“I’d be happy to touch for you.” Cherie winks at Tori and starts laughing with her.

“Ignore Nic, because I agree, it’s a sausage fest everywhere you look.” Tori and I clink our glasses together.

The more I get to know Tori, I’ve come to see that she and I are similar. We say what we think and don’t hold back with our sense of humor.

“Oh my God, you can’t say that here.” Elouise slaps her hand on her forehead and shakes her head at us as we all burst out laughing.

“Of course you can, it’s not like we know anyone here.” Tori puts her arm around Elouise and gives her a side hug. “Besides, we still need to find Cherie a man, and here would be the perfect place. Well, except if he was American, of course. We need him to live in the UK because we aren’t losing her from our friend group.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m just busy people watching and looking at the fashion and thinking of the amount of money in this one spot. It’s probably enough to feed a small nation for a year. Seriously, this is a whole other world from where I grew up.” Cherie is wide-eyed and observing one of the drivers’ girlfriends walking past, dripping with gold and diamonds.

Felisha places her arm around Cherie’s waist. “Maybe so, but look at where you are now, and you will always be able to look back and know that you got yourself here and be damn proud of that. That’s priceless.” We all reach over and squeeze her arm or hands.

We all have such a deep connection now, and I absolutely love every single woman in my circle. They each bring something unique to our friendship, and it’s why we all connect so well. We don’t overpower each other; instead, we just slot into our spot in the puzzle of our friendship. It’s exactly what every one of us needs, support from the women on our team. We share compassion, but more importantly, honesty, and sometimes you need someone you trust to tell you to suck it up, get your shit together, and get on with it.