Cassie wasn't upset that they weren't able to make it to the range for lunch. She had underestimated how much she'd needed Brian after talking to Ainsley. He calmed the craziness in her head and gave her confidence that she was valuable. After leaving the table, they had a shower and then went to bed since neither of them could get enough of the other. She had adored the way he possessed her body and that Brian had looked to be as yearning for their close relationship as she had been. After they had finally fallen asleep, both physically and emotionally spent, he had held her close, spooning her and making sure she was always within reach. That was something she admired about him as well. Perhaps it was time to let him know exactly how much. That notion had put her to sleep, only for Brian's phone to wake her up hours later. Neither of them cared that they were running late for the rehearsal. Cassie was aware that Brian would have been as content to forego the rehearsal and
She didn't really taste the food on her plate or the wine in her glass as she consumed it. She continued to speak with those who were close to her, but she didn't really know what they were talking about or even what she was saying because it was all done by memory. The man with the green eyes across the table had captured her attention, and she yearned for his embrace once again. After the speeches were finished and the coffee was being served, Cassie felt someone tug on her arm and looked up to see Nathan. She suddenly felt insecure without Brian there after he had left the table to go to the men's lavatory. Nathan said, "Come for a walk with me." She took a sip from her glass and replied, "I don't think that's a good idea, Nathan." "Come on, Bae," he urged in a kind voice. "Are we still friends, please?" With a sigh, Cassie turned to face him. If she was honest with herself, she still loved him after all this time. Despite not being in love with him, she still felt a fond
After inhaling deeply of the crisp evening air, Brian pulled out his phone. He texted Madeline briefly and grinned broadly when she replied. He was taken aback that it had taken him so long to inquire about her employment situation, but he had been preoccupied. He needed employment now to take his mind off his diversion. He texted once more quickly, then put his phone in his pocket and walked menacingly back to the restaurant. Perhaps the breakup between him and Cassie was a good thing. She was unable to leave Melbourne, and he would have to spend a lot more time at his office in Canberra. In any case, it most likely wouldn't have worked. His gaze followed her as soon as he stepped through the doors. Her lips curled into a sexy grin as her face brightened at the sight of him. He gave an inner grunt. He had to stay away from her as much as possible since he had moved her into his room and there was no way to get rid of her right now—not until after the wedding. He kept his hands
Cassie awoke by herself. All night, she had been by herself. She had found chilly, empty sheets as she reached out in the dark for the reassuring weight of Brian. At one point, she had gone up to check on him and discovered that he was still using his laptop. Either he was avoiding her, or he was working on an extremely important issue. After flipping off the blanket, she got up to stretch. In order to get ready for the wedding and get their hair and makeup done, the bride and bridesmaids gathered at Madam Hilda's suite. She had some time until she had to get there, so she looked at the clock on her phone. Before they had to part ways, maybe she and Brian could have some breakfast together. Padding out to the living room, Cassie searched the area for Brian, but he was not there. She proceeded to the second bedroom down the hall, but neither he nor the bed had been made. Upon returning to the office, she observed that his laptop and other accessories had vanished. Brian had left.
Without even glancing at the caller display, Brian snarled into the phone, "I'm fine." That's good, then, Madeline commented. "You should probably tell your date." "Meeting?" he inquired. "Cassie phoned me in an attempt to find you. A very upset Cassie, if I may say so. Were you going to disclose to me that she accompanied you on your brother's wedding date? "Stepbrother," he murmured. "No, and." His lips curled into a fleeting grin as he heard Madeline huff into the phone. He sighed and continued, "Look, it's difficult, okay? He broke short her queries, saying, "Cassie is Nathan's ex. There's a story, one which I don't really want to go into now." "I needed a diversion, so I told Cassie I had to work." The wedding is still on for me; I simply needed some time apart. "Where are you?" she softly questioned. In response, he said, "roughly ten thousand feet above the Pacific Ocean." "Are you flying?" she said, clearly taken aback. "I am," he answered. Since his fath
"That was who?" Asking, Three nodded her head in the direction of the phone. Cassie groaned, "Brian." "Itchycoles?" Two sat down next to her and inquired. "No," she curtly said. "Why then is that face frowny?" Three in masks "He left me wondering where he was going, and he vanished early this morning." "Oh," Two said, glancing at Three. "He probably needed to run some errands for Nathan." "Yes," she said, sounding indifferent as she popped the "p." "Completed," the hairstylist declared. Without even checking herself in the mirror, Cassie rose from her seat and proceeded to put on her outfit. It had been a horrible morning. Two and Three had been bugging her about her and Nathan and Brian, while Ainsley and Number One were ignoring her. She was through. In the master bedroom, Madam Hilda was waiting for her, dressed in her gown. The elder woman took a step back to examine her after helping her into it and smoothing the cloth. "Everything will work out," Madam Hi
The ceremony ended and finally, she got to slip her hand through Brian’s elbow and walk with him back down the aisle. She wanted to rub her body against his like a cat in heat, but they were in a church and it was a wedding, and…Brian still wasn’t himself. “Everything okay?” she whispered out of the side of her mouth as they walked into the late autumn sunshine. “Fine,” he replied, not looking at her. They were moved into positions for photos with family and friends. Cassie smiled the fake smile and tried very hard to keep her mind on the job at hand, but Brian’s aloofness worried her. Something had happened last night and, for the life of her, she couldn’t understand what it was. But she was determined to get to the bottom of it, she refused to spend another night alone. They were ushered into the waiting cars and driven to a new spot for more photos, this time just the wedding party. They had been separated on the drive and Cassie didn’t know if it was on purpose or not. Bri
He ran a hand through his hair again and continued to swear under his breath. He’d read the situation all wrong and now he may have completely fucked up the one relationship that had meant more to him than anything else in the world. He strode out of the reception area. He needed to find her. He needed to apologize for his behavior. The venue was large with many closed doors and corridors. He had no idea where she had been going when she’d walked away from him before and he took a moment to survey his surroundings. He saw a flash of pale pink dress and red hair and started in that direction. It might not even be Cassie, but it was a start. He followed the corridor as it snaked through the venue and heard a door close up ahead. He hurried his steps, hoping not to lose her, and found a door. He took a breath as he gripped the door handle. He didn’t even know what this room was, it could be the ladies’ bathroom for all he knew, but he didn’t care. He swung the door open and heard
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