Once down on the ground, I make it through arrivals with little questioning, and I collect my bag.
Now to find him. He’ll be the one with the security, smiling for photos.
My heart leaps as I walk towards the exit.
He still gives me butterflies. Even the thought of seeing him again makes my stomach flutter like mad.
Spencer Lowe, Hollywood’s golden boy, has chosen me.
I’ll never get over that, and I’ll never tell him, either. He doesn’t need to know that I still don’t feel good enough. He’ll talk at me until I fall asleep, telling me how crazy I am and that he’s the lucky one.
I turn the corner and search for him.
Ahead, in the corner of the room, I can just about make out Arnold, alongside Jared and a big guy who must me Marco, his bloody new bodyguard. Marco has a neck filled with rather nice tattoos, so he’s not quite what I pictured.
I push my way through the crowd of people bundling out of the airport like it’s on fire.
Where is Spence? He wouldn’t just send someone for me. I’ve told him I can make my own way to him, but he insisted on meeting me.
I make it through the crowd, and his ‘people’ are only a few feet away. They’re gathering in a circle, with their phones aimed towards the floor.
What the…?
My heart thuds. Spencer?
I’m about to open my mouth to ask where he is… when I see him.
On the floor. On one knee.
My jaw falls.
“Oh my God, Spence,” I breathe.
The crowd cheers, as if I’ve already said yes.
His smile stretches, and his eyes heat. “I’m rich as fuck, I should be doing this at the top of the Eiffel tower or something, but I didn’t want to spend another second with my ring missing from your finger.”
There’s a chorus of ‘ahhs’, and people begging me to say yes.
He’s proposing right now. Right. Now.
I suddenly wish Mila was here so she could hold me up.
Spencer raises his eyebrow, waiting.
As if I would ever say no.
I smile brightly and shout, “Of course, I’ll marry you!”
Spencer gets on his feet and scoops me into his arms. “Fuck yeah! I love you, Indie,” he whispers in my ear.
“I love you, Hollywood,” I tell him, my head spinning.
Cameras click. I don’t mind because he belongs to me.
His mouth finds mine, and I’m flying.
Read My Mind
Reid and Mila’s story is coming in November 2020! Pre-order Read My Mind here!
The pursuit of happiness is never easy when the person you love already has a significant other. Someone who isn’t you.
Mila, desperate for passion in any way she can get it, is back with her boyfriend Liam, despite everyone knowing they’re wrong for each other. Epic loves can’t be forced, but Mila would rather be with someone than no one at all.
Reid, her sexy neighbour, has been in love with Mila for years. If only she knew that, behind this editor’s brooding stare, was a man who could be everything she needed in her life. Unfortunately, for a man who plays with words for a living, he seems incapable of stringing a sentence together to tell Mila how he really feels.
When the two are finally thrown together, and fate lends a hand, entwining their lives in a way that forces them to face their true feelings for each other, Reid finally has his chance to make her see him.
It’s just a shame Mila is already taken…
Reid is running out of time to leave more than just a red pen mark on her heart.
Waking Up In Vegas
Read Wren and Brody’s story. Waking Up in Vegas is out! Buy here!
There are bad hangovers, then there’s waking up married to your brother’s idiot friend.
On the trip of a lifetime, a drunken Wren and intoxicated Brody stumble upon a wedding ceremony and decide to tag along for the ride. But being spectators isn’t quite wild enough when you’ve got tequila in your toes, and before either of them can stop what they’re about to do, “We now pronounce you husband and wife.”
Once sober and home, the incompatible newlyweds try everything within their power to end their pantomime marriage. Unfortunately for them, the promise and vows they made to spend their life together now aren’t as easy to break as they’d once hoped.
Especially not when Brody starts to have a change of heart.
Acknowledgments
I want to say a huge thank you to some people who make all of this possible. Writing can be quite lonely, but not when I have these people.
My husband, thank you for pouring the wine without question. And my two sons, you guys are my world.
Kim, thank you for keeping my life organised. I would quite literally be lost without you.
To Zoë, Charlie, Elle, Sam, Jodi, Vic, and Kirsty. You’re always a message away when I need you. Thank you for inspiring me and cheering me on.
Lou, you’re a cover genius. I gave you very little to work on, and you’ve produced two perfect covers for my series!
Vic, thank you, word slasher.
To bloggers and my readers, none of this would be possible without you. Thank you all for reading and spreading the love.
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