Chapters (59)
- Cover
- About the Book
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-one
- Chapter Twenty-two
- Chapter Twenty-three
- Chapter Twenty-four
- Chapter Twenty-five
- Chapter Twenty-six
- Chapter Twenty-seven
- Chapter Twenty-eight
- Chapter Twenty-nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-one
- Chapter Thirty-two
- Chapter Thirty-three
- Chapter Thirty-four
- Chapter Thirty-five
- Chapter Thirty-six
- Chapter Thirty-seven
- Chapter Thirty-eight
- Chapter Thirty-nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-one
- Chapter Forty-two
- Chapter Forty-three
- Chapter Forty-four
- Chapter Forty-five
- Chapter Forty-six
- Chapter Forty-seven
- Chapter Forty-eight
- Chapter Forty-nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-one
- Chapter Fifty-two
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
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Spare me, she wanted to protest aloud. She didn’t need further reason to be even more attracted to him. ‘Excellent,’ she told him. ‘When it’s my turn to cook you can take over.’
‘Gladly. I wash dishes as well.’ He said that smugly.
She had to laugh. Better and better. ‘Be still my beating heart. That’s what I usually offer to do instead of the cooking.’
Everyone was smiling, even Stella. ‘You want to take me on in a cooking competition? Should I dare you to show us?’ Her mother arched a brow at Zac with a gleam in her eye.
‘I could,’ he said, not backing down.
‘Zac’s going to give you a run for your money,’ Mim crowed.
Stella sniffed. ‘I’d like to see that. But for now you should rest,’ and she stood up and waited for Zac to stand. He raised his brows but did as she indicated, and then proceeded to follow her out of the kitchen. He cast a glance back at Ava and shrugged.
Ava hid her smile and she suspected Zac held one in, too. It was lovely being here with her family, having a meal together. And Zac being a part of it all. She’d done the right thing bringing him here.
Chapter Twenty-six
Stella
Stella saw Zac to his room after lunch, checked he had his window open to let in the fresh air, and shut his door. She had the feeling that their family lunch had been unlike any he’d ever been present at. Ava had said he was an only child. There’d been too many flashes of surprised delight in his eyes as they’d all bantered, with Mim the stirrer and Ava giving as good as she got. When he’d met Ava’s eyes there was some connection there because they smiled at the same things together often.
She shook her head. She didn’t want to like him, but it was hard not to. He seemed like a lovely man, and yes, she might be jumping ahead, but she knew the risks and Ava didn’t. She didn’t want her daughter to suffer the same heart-wrenching challenges Stella had as a lonely partner in an unfriendly and distant place far from home.
To her surprise, Zac had looked a hundred per cent better than when she’d seen him yesterday, despite the continued amnesia, which made the nurse in her think it was more psychological than physical, and he’d held his own at the table with a quiet, incisive humour. Stella sighed. There was no doubt that Ava was on the way to quietly loving him. It wouldn’t do. Talk about a foolish, headlong rush.