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Chapters (67)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise
  4. About the Author
  5. Booklist
  6. Dedication
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. Chapter 3
  11. Chapter 4
  12. Chapter 5
  13. Chapter 6
  14. Chapter 7
  15. Chapter 8
  16. Chapter 9
  17. Chapter 10
  18. Chapter 11
  19. Chapter 12
  20. Chapter 13
  21. Chapter 14
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Chapter 19
  27. Chapter 20
  28. Chapter 21
  29. Chapter 22
  30. Chapter 23
  31. Chapter 24
  32. Chapter 25
  33. Chapter 26
  34. Chapter 27
  35. Chapter 28
  36. Chapter 29
  37. Chapter 30
  38. Chapter 31
  39. Chapter 32
  40. Chapter 33
  41. Chapter 34
  42. Chapter 35
  43. Chapter 36
  44. Chapter 37
  45. Chapter 38
  46. Chapter 39
  47. Chapter 40
  48. Chapter 41
  49. Chapter 42
  50. Chapter 43
  51. Chapter 44
  52. Chapter 45
  53. Chapter 46
  54. Chapter 47
  55. Chapter 48
  56. Chapter 49
  57. Chapter 50
  58. Chapter 51
  59. Chapter 52
  60. Chapter 53
  61. Chapter 54
  62. Chapter 55
  63. Chapter 56
  64. Chapter 57
  65. Chapter 58
  66. Epilogue
  67. Acknowledgments

“Ah, I understand,” said Antonio, nodding sagely. “Wellness is a huge industry, growing at an incredible rate.” He winked at Kim. “Listen to my wife—she is the greatest business visionary I have ever known.”

And as Kim sat in a restaurant in the Italian sunshine, high above the Tyrrhenian Sea, she chatted with two complete strangers about how she could, in fact, monetize the audience she had so far and perhaps turn The Sweet Life into something much, much more than a travel diary.

Chapter 37

Then

There was no point in denying it. Despite her best intentions, Annie had fallen, and fallen hard.

She’d tried her utmost to convince herself (and the others) that she was playing it cool, but there was no pretending that she really missed Harry whenever they were apart and couldn’t wait to be with him.

Had Annie O’Doherty finally allowed her world-weary heart to be melted?

“Out again with lover boy tonight?” Kim smirked as Annie got ready to meet him that evening. “Should we wait up or just catch you in the morning?”

“I’ll be back later, smart-arse,” she replied archly.

“I wasn’t trying to be smart,” Kim declared, all innocence. “I was just wondering if we should lock up or leave the back door unlocked for you.”

“You can leave it open, I won’t be too late. Who knows, maybe I’ll bring him back with me,” she added with a wink.

“I wish you would. I’d so love to meet this hot stud who’s been keeping you so entertained. Between you and Colette, I’m starting to get lonely. Where is she, by the way?”

“Out with Luca. He did indeed call to pick her up while you were out. Maybe I was wrong about him being a chancer. But now I do feel bad for leaving you all on your own, actually. Do you want to come out with me?”

“Don’t be silly, I was only kidding. I’ve had a long day myself so am going to turn in early.”

A beeping horn outside the gates from the taxi she’d called sent Annie rushing for the door. “Honestly, I shouldn’t be back too late tonight, I promise. See you later if you’re still up. And Colette—that is if lovely Luca’s not ravishing her on his boat again.” She grinned and fanned her face. “Lucky girl.”

Kim laughed. “Have fun.”

Arriving at his hotel—their agreed meeting spot—Annie headed straight to reception to have them call up and let Harry know she was here, but to her surprise he was already waiting for her in the lobby.

“Hey there, handsome,” she greeted, kissing him.

“Hi,” he replied with a weak smile. “I thought we might grab a bite here tonight if that’s OK.”

“Of course.”

Straightaway, she knew something was off.