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