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Stuart ca about her outfit He continued to flatter and cajole her into feeling happier than she had since she’d walked away from Alessandro By ten-thirty, when they arrived back at her house, she felt at ease about accepting the lips that met hers

But the kiss wasn’t electrifying Not like…No! She wasn’t going to go there! She wrapped her arms around his neck and really, really tried to inject so his kiss But her e, and when he stepped away from her there was a rueful smile on his face

‘Not working, is it, Megan?’ Stuart said

‘It ht In time’

‘And pigs er ‘Actually, in tiuy I’d wait around, because you’re the kind of girl a man would wait around for, but somehow I don’t think I’ll ever fit the bill So…friends…?’

‘Sure Friends!’

Friends She could foresee the years stretching ahead, during which time she would make lots and lots of friends and always end up the bridesmaid but never the bride

And who did she have to blame? Herself Alessandro had ripped her life apart twice, and she couldn’t help but think that whilst once could be excused as an unfortunate event, twice bordered on downright reckless

And Stuart would have been such a good catch! She kissed hi hiround

The house was dark and quiet without Charlotte around Megan went to the kitchen, and was gazing thoughtfully at the kettle while it boiled when she heard the sharp peal of the doorbell Now that Stuart had gone, having had quite a touching farewell, she was a little irritated that he ht have returned for a repeat perfor so harsh He was a nice guy, and if he wanted to carry on chatting for a while then she would welcome him in

She pulled open the door with a sht of Alessandro, standing on her doorstep She had been thinking of him only minutes before, as she had waited for the kettle to boil, and she had to blink to dispel the illusion that her feverish ihost