It was then that he realized that he hadn’t even told her he loved her. Something that he had every intention of doing the moment he saw her even if they were surrounded by all his friends. “Hey Lisa,” he said as she walked up to him and Mason. He liked the way she slid under Mason’s arm and raised up to kiss his cheek. It was those easy and natural displays of affection that he was looking forward to sharing with Chloe. “Hey Declan,” she replied. “Have you seen Chloe?” Her brow furrowed. “I think she left.” “Pardon?” Lisa looked up at Mason before replying. “I saw her talking to Cassie and then she walked outside.” Declan didn’t reply, he was moving before he could stop to think about it. He strode across the restaurant to Cassie. “Where’s Chloe?” he asked, his voice rougher than he’d intended but he was too worried to care. “She left,” Cassie said looking at him with concern. “Is everything all right?” “Why did she leave? Is she okay
You please stop that pacing,” Shelley said coming into his office to deliver some documents that he needed to go through. “You’ll wear a hole in the carpet.” He didn’t bother to reply. He didn’t care about the carpet or the work he needed to do. All he could think about was that Chloe had disappeared into thin air. He couldn’t find her and it wasn’t from lack of trying. His only hope lay in the meeting they were supposed to have this morning regarding the installation of the management software. He had spent the weekend playing private detective in the hope of tracking her down. He’d tried calling and texting, but she didn’t answer either. He’d even staked out her apartment building, but there had been no sign of her. He went to the hospital in a desperate attempt to talk to her, but instead of Chloe, he found Peyton dressed as some red-headed Disney character that he couldn’t name. She refused to tell him anything except that Chloe had asked her to fill in for her because s
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Fine,” he said. “Go downstairs to the reception desk and ask for Janine. She has been working solidly with the software. She can tell you everything you need to know.” The tech escaped his office in a rush and Declan leaned back in his expensive chair and closed his eyes. Why was Chloe being so difficult? He just wanted to talk to her. He just wanted a chance to explain. He sat forward and reached for his phone. “Shelley,” he said when his assistant picked up, “please get me Colin Calloway on the phone.” He got up and started pacing again until the call connected. “Mr. Mayfield?” Colin Calloway, Chloe’s father, said. “Mr. Calloway,” he replied. Declan took a breath. “I’m sorry to bother you at work, but I really need to speak to Chloe. I had hoped she would be at the meeting we had scheduled this morning but she sent someone else. He told me that Chloe had taken a leave of absence. I wouldn’t ask except that it is
She breathed in his familiar scent and wanted nothing more than to rest her head in the crook of his neck and let him take care of her. But that wasn’t what he wanted. He just wanted the solution that her being pregnant gave him, something she didn’t yet fully understand. “Why?” she asked. “What is it that we can do for you that you couldn’t do yourself? Why did you need to use us like this?” “Is that what you think? That I am using you?” “What else am I supposed to think? I don’t even understand what’s going on.” He pulled her towards the stools near the kitchen bench. “Come and sit down,” he said. “I will explain everything to you.” She hesitated for a moment and then went with him. More than anything, she just wanted to understand “Before I can explain what you heard the other night, I need to start at the beginning.” He waited for her nod before he continued. “You know who my family is and what their business is. When I wanted to strike out on my own, they
“No! None of what you’re saying is true. I love you, Chloe. I love you and I love our baby. When I asked you to marry me, it was because that’s what I wanted. What I still want. I want to marry you. I want to be with you and our child.” “But you want your company more,” Chloe said sadly. “Show yourself out.” Chloe walked away from Declan, leaving him standing in the kitchen staring after her. She didn’t look back. She couldn’t. She knew if she did, then she would crumble and forgive him and say yes to anything he wanted. But she needed to be strong for herself and the baby. She needed to walk away from him now and never see him again. It was the only way she was going to survive the rest of her life.The last thing Declan wanted to do right at this moment was meet his friends at the bar and yet, here he was. He was the last one to arrive and as he approached the table, Brian was showing the others something on his phone. “It’s not me,” Jonathon complained. “It says
“And so I say again, you’re just giving up?” “No, arsehole, I’m not just giving up. I’ve been trying everything I know to try and win her back and she refuses to listen to me or to even see me.” “So what happened?” Mason asked kindly. “She overheard us talking the other night,” Declan said, shooting a speaking glance at his friend. “Only she didn’t hear all of it, only the most damaging parts.” “We can’t help if we don’t know the details,” Barry said looking between Declan and Mason. Declan sighed and closed his eyes. Two beers down and the pain was still so acute that he still couldn’t take a full breath without his chest aching. He didn’t know what else to do, but maybe his friends did. Each of them had been through a bit of a rough time before they finally found their happy ending, so maybe they knew something he didn’t. “What I am about to tell you can’t leave the sanctity of this booth,” Declan said, making eye contact with each one of them. “Yo
Light speared his brain and his head pounded like someone was using a jackhammer inside it. But he was awake and he knew what he had to do. If he wanted Chloe in his life, then he had to be prepared to give up The Mayfield Group. It sounded extreme, but he had thought it through and it made a lot of sense to him - and not just the type of sense that came at the bottom of a whiskey bottle. It wasn’t his business that was the problem, it was his emotional ties to it. That insight had come to him in the middle of the night. It wasn’t that Chloe was opposed to him having his business or even finding a solution to keeping the business and still being with her. She had a problem with the lengths he was prepared to go to, to keep his business. She had been right. He was leveraging his unborn child in order to get what he wanted. What kind of father did that? Oh, that’s right. His own father did that sort of thing all the time. Declan did not want to be that kind of father and so he had com
I don’t care if I never see you or Mother again. Now, about the lawyers?” Declan’s father looked at him like he was an extraterrestrial and he had to smother a laugh. It felt fucking amazing to be free of the chains that had kept him bound for so long. He’d had the key all along and he hadn’t even known it. His chest expanded with a deep breath and the tight, achy feeling that had been restricting his torso for weeks now, disappeared. Now he just had to convince Chloe to forgive him and let him back in her life.Chloe dragged herself into the bridal shop where everyone else was already waiting. Brian had organized to fly Cassie’s mum down from Queensland to spend the weekend with them as they tried on dresses and discussed all things wedding. It was a special weekend for Cassie and Chloe really wanted to be a part of it except she actually really wanted to be in bed and hide under the covers where she didn’t have to socialize with anyone. The morning sickness was only getting wors
Six Months Later…Everyone he loved was in the room. They were celebrating. Barry and Becky had finally set a date. Lisa and Mason wouldn’t be far behind. Brian and Cassie kept sneaking glances at one another that they thought nobody else noticed. He thought he knew what was going on but he didn’t want to ruin the surprise. It was their news to share and he was happy to wait for them to be ready to share it. Liam and Loretta were here too. He’d been slowly getting to know them. There was a lot of hurt to work through, but they were getting there. Jonathon quite enjoyed having a younger brother even if it was only in small doses at the moment. Devi and Kirra were also there. Kirra was graduating in a couple of weeks and then she would be hopefully attending one of the universities close to home. She wouldn’t know if she got accepted until the new year, but Jonathan was quietly confident that she would get into her top pick. And then there was Emma. Every day with her was
“I know it’s too soon,” he said, cupping her cheek. “But I want you to know that I am in this for good. I want to spend my life with you Emma. I want us to be a family. You, me, Kirra, Devi, Liam, and Loretta—” “Loretta?” “My mum. I want one big, messy family with you and me at the heart of it. Tell me you want that too.” She pressed against him and brushed a kiss on his lips. “I do,” she said before putting the remaining half of the chocolate in her mouth and grinning. The wheel came to a stop and he drew Emma to her feet, moving them both over to the window. The entire city of Melbourne was spread out below them, but it dimmed in comparison to the woman in his arms. “I love you, Emma,” he whispered before kissing her while they stood on top of the world.He took her home. He couldn’t not. They had stuff to work out and a relationship to manage. He had a family to get to know and she had her mother’s illness to navigate and her sister’s final year of sch
He stepped into the pod and waited for the door to close before holding the final box out to her, his mouth dry. She reached for it but he snatched it away, lifting it beyond her reach. “Before I give this to you, I need to explain.” She looked from the box to his face and nodded. “Okay.” The wheel started to move and Jonathon moved them over to sit on a bench. He exhaled roughly. “Okay, so I don’t know how much of this you already know, but how about I just start at the beginning?” She nodded again. “My mother left when I was two. I always believed she left us for a man with money. I’ve recently found out that wasn’t true.” He took a deep breath and her hand rested gently on his chest as she moved closer to him. He took strength from her closeness. “Someone was impersonating me—” “Liam?” He nodded. “Right. Liam. It turns out Liam is my brother. He was trying to draw me out and get me to notice him. He ultimately wanted to meet his father. He didn’t
“Are you looking for this?” the security guy asked, holding out an old-fashioned paper ticket. Emma laughed as she snatched it from him, waving it over her shoulder as she jogged toward the front doors of the building. She slid into the car and Brian looked at her expectantly. “Um…” Emma looked between Brian and Cassie. “I want to say Luna Park, but I don’t think that’s right.” “Why Luna Park?” Cassie asked. Emma held up the ticket in her hand. “We went to a fête in Merveille and rode the Ferris wheel.” “The Melbourne Star,” Brian said, his voice gruff. “Of course!” Cassie cried excitedly, leaning over to give Brian a smacking kiss. “You’re brilliant.” Emma could barely keep still as Brian drove them across town toward the Docklands and the giant observation wheel. As much as she was enjoying herself, she wanted to see him. She had already forgiven him for his lie and now she desperately wanted to ask his forgiveness for her stupid, fearful, erratic
She walked around the corner expecting to see Jonathon outside the patisserie, but there was no one there. She stepped inside breathed in the sweet scent of pastries and chocolate and looked around, hoping to spot him, but he wasn’t there. “Are you Emma?” a lady asked. “Yeah,” Emma said, turning to the woman who sat at a small table with a familiar little box in front of her. “This is for you,” the woman said, standing and walking away. Emma sat and took the box, pulling at the bow and opening it to see another chocolate truffle, this time it had an ’S’ written on top of it in dark chocolate. She didn’t need the little ‘Eat Me’ note to know what to do. She put the truffle on her tongue and closed her eyes. The chocolate coating melted away to leave behind a cake center with the sweet tang of apricot jam. “Sachertorte,” she mumbled to herself as she sighed and opened her eyes. Emma picked up the note that had nestled beside the truffle in the box.The first time we made lov
Dear Emma,The first time we met I wanted to kiss you. I knew I couldn’t. I knew it was stepping across a line both personally and professionally, but still, I couldn’t deny the attraction I felt.Our relationship has had an unconventional start, a bit of a rocky middle, and an absolutely appalling ending, but there were some real high points along the way. Let me remind you of how good it was between us and how good it could be again.Do you remember our first kiss? I don’t think I will ever forget it. I thought I knew what I was getting myself in for when I leaned down to brush my lips across yours, but I was a fool. You were so much more than I ever thought I would ever experience. You took my breath away and I lost a little bit of my heart to you at that moment.If it meant as much to you as it did to me, meet me there at the place where we first kissed.Jonathon.Emma could feel the wetness on her cheeks and she sniffed as she wiped at the tears. “Well?” Cassie asked, rocking o
It was the first Saturday morning Emma could ever remember that had the three of them sitting around the kitchen table eating pancakes and laughing. What would have been a simple, family Saturday morning ritual for some was something out of a fairy tale for Emma. She knew they were a long way from being a happy family, there was still a lot of hurt to navigate and broken trust to overcome, but it was a start and for once in her life, she was willing to just go with it. On this day, Devi was back to the woman she vaguely remembered from before Tom died and Emma wanted to soak it up and memorize it. From pancakes, they’d gone to gardening. Emma shared her plans with Devi and Kirra. She would let the lease go on her flat and move back in here permanently. It meant she would be on hand if Devi needed her and hopefully give some stability for Kirra’s final year of school. After she graduated and went off to uni, Emma could look at what would happen next. They all agreed that if they were
Emma wanted to believe her, but it was tempting to turn away and close her heart off so she couldn’t be hurt again. Except it would hurt anyway. If there was one thing she learned through this whole saga with Jonathon it was that closing your heart off to others was a mistake. You ended up hurting everyone that way, not least of all yourself. She put her arm around Devi and hugged her. “Good for you mum,” she said.Jonathon worked all night and most of the day. He tried calling Emma but when she didn’t pick up or reply to his texts after the first twenty or so, he gave up. What he had to say needed to be said in person anyway. Inspired by the woman he had fallen irrevocably in love with, he had spent the night holed up in his test kitchen creating the perfect set of truffles. Anybody could buy a box of chocolates or a bunch of flowers but only he could create an entire set of truffles that spelled out just how much he loved her and how much she had impacted his life. He had words
Kirra said when Emma finally made it home. Emma had been wandering around the city trying to come to terms with what all this meant for her life going forward. She had made some hard decisions, but she felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. It hadn’t helped with the pain in her chest where her heart was currently crumbling away to dust, but at least she knew that she wasn’t going to end up like her mother just because she had fallen in love. Life was always going to throw her curve balls and she just learned something about herself. Despite her previous belief, she was actually strong enough to withstand them, even swing the bat at them, and make the best out of a bad situation. “Hey, yourself,” she said, sitting at the table opposite Kirra. “Where’s Zoë?” “She had to go and run some errands.” “Where’s mum?” Kirra bit her lip and her eyes teared up. “I don’t know.” “She’s not here?” Emma asked, sitting up straighter and leaning forward. “When I got home, Z