Chapters (49)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Prologue: Jess
- Chapter One: Jess
- Chapter Two: Jess
- Chapter Three: Jess
- Chapter Four: Alex
- Chapter Five: Jess
- Chapter Six: Jess
- Chapter Seven: Alex
- Chapter Eight: Jess
- Chapter Nine: Jess
- Chapter Ten: Alex
- Chapter Eleven: Jess
- Chapter Twelve: Jess
- Chapter Thirteen: Alex
- Chapter Fourteen: Jess
- Chapter Fifteen: Jess
- Chapter Sixteen: Alex
- Chapter Seventeen: Alex
- Chapter Eighteen: Jess
- Chapter Nineteen: Alex
- Chapter Twenty: Jess
- Chapter Twenty-One: Jess
- Chapter Twenty-Two: Alex
- Chapter Twenty-Three: Jess
- Chapter Twenty-Four: Jess
- Chapter Twenty-Five: Jess
- Chapter Twenty-Six: Jess
- Chapter Twenty-Seven: Alex
- Chapter Twenty-Eight: Jess
- Chapter Twenty-Nine: Alex
- Chapter Thirty: Jess
- Chapter Thirty-One: Jess
- Chapter Thirty-Two: Alex
- Chapter Thirty-Three: Jess
- Chapter Thirty-Four: Jess
- Chapter Thirty-Five: Jess
- Chapter Thirty-Six: Jess
- Chapter Thirty-Seven: Alex
- Chapter Thirty-Eight: Jess
- Chapter Thirty-Nine: Alex
- Chapter Forty: Jess
- Chapter Forty-One: Alex
- Chapter Forty-Two: Alex
- Epilogue: Jess
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- About the Publisher
‘Alex, this is my friend Gen I told you about, and this—’ she motioned to both of them, but I’d already recognised them from Jess’s descriptions ‘—this is Sophie.’
Sophie was blonde and very pretty, with her hair tied back from her face in a ponytail. I’m not sure how but she somehow managed to look as organised as Jess has told me she is. I think it was just because she seemed so neat. She looked like she’d never had a scruffy day in her life. Meanwhile, Gen was in a pair of rainbow-coloured trousers with a black vest top, and her wild red curls were pushed back from her face with a navy blue fisherman’s cap. The look shouldn’t have worked, but somehow it did. She looked exactly like you’d imagine someone in the theatre should look.
‘We’re trying to find a nice young chap for Jess,’ Gen said, looking at me with huge, very direct blue eyes. She had a mischievous look on her face, as if she knew something I didn’t. It made me feel slightly unnerved. I went to the fridge, opened a bottle of orange juice, and poured myself a glass.
I looked down at the wedding magazines and then at Jess, who rolled her eyes.
‘And you’re moving straight from choosing someone on Tinder to planning the wedding?’ I took a long drink of juice, then put the glass down on the kitchen counter.
‘I’m not planning on marrying anyone right now,’ Jess said, laughing. She gathered up the magazines and put them in a neat stack. ‘These are for Soph. She is getting married.’
‘And these two are terrified in case I’m going to force them to wear some sort of hideous meringue dress as bridesmaids,’ Sophie said.
‘Please, God, no,’ said Gen, raising her eyes heavenward.
‘He’s quite nice,’ Sophie said, leaning over Gen’s shoulder and looking at her phone screen. ‘Wonky nose, though.’
‘Oh my God, this is hideous.’ Jess hit the home button on the phone and the screen went blank.
I felt a bit weird. Maybe it was just the excess of female energy in the room or something, or the way Gen was looking at me as if she was sizing me up, but I didn’t like the idea of Jess on Tinder. There are loads of really dodgy characters out there.