Chapters (67)
- Cover
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- PART ONE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- PART TWO
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- PART THREE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- PART FOUR
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- EPILOGUE
- Mailing list
- A Letter from Kathryn
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Also by Kathryn Croft
‘She’s well. You’re not in touch then? Only, I thought you were good friends?’
Marty rolls his eyes. ‘Yes, we were actually. And I know it was hard on Jo, but it was best we kept out of it. It’s always awkward when a marriage falls apart and you have mutual friends. Difficult choices have to be made.’ His eyes shift to the door; he’s nervous talking to her about Greg’s ex-wife. ‘Still, Jackson’s a great kid, isn’t he?’
‘Yes,’ she agrees, even though she’s got little to base this on. Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t – in the four years she’s been with Greg she’s never quite worked this out. He’s just Jackson. A boy who keeps as far away from her as he can, despite her best efforts to bond with him. He’s never rude to her, though, she has to at least give him that.
‘I expect you and Greg will have children soon enough.’ It isn’t really a question and, coming from anyone else, she might take offence, but Marty’s eyes are still glued to his wife, who is now talking animatedly to the other two women. Sienna’s sure he’s just making small talk to keep her company. She notices, though, that every so often Jo glances in their direction, probably desperate to stop Marty having a cosy chat with her, but equally unable to pull herself away from the gossip her friends will be sharing.
Jo doesn’t need to worry about Sienna, though. She wouldn’t so much as flirt with another man, let alone another woman’s husband. She can’t say the same for Nikki, Reuben’s wife, though; the woman takes every opportunity to fawn over Greg, touching his arm, her voice turning gentler, more feminine, when she talks to him. It turns Sienna’s stomach. She should laugh about it really – Greg would never respond to someone so obvious. Nikki is a commanding woman, though, a managing director for a technology company, and with the exception of Eva and Jo, she treats everyone like one of her employees.
‘No children for us,’ Sienna tells Marty. She has no desire to have a baby and is certain it will never burn within her. It doesn’t worry her that she’s leaving it late. It has nothing to do with not being maternal or caring – nobody could accuse her of that – it’s just that she’s happy with what she has. She and Greg in their own world, a new career path to focus on. There isn’t room for anything else. And even though he’s never said it, she’s certain that Greg feels his baby days are behind him. At least they are on the same page with that.
Marty seems shocked by her response. ‘Oh, I thought—’