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256 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 10, 2023



"The last time I'd overlooked informing him a work meeting was running late had not turned out well. We'd rowed; it had become heated; in frustration, Cav had pushed me; the back of my head had smacked against the fridge. My fault, really. I'd behaved unreasonably. Warning him of the overrun wouldn't have been difficult. And in retrospect, the push was more of a shove out of his way. Nothing more than that. I took up a lot of space, he didn't know his own strength, and annoyance got the better of him.
He apologised afterward, of course, blaming it on end of term stress at school. The makeup sex had been phenomenal." (p. 36-37)
"I want to be the one marrying him."
"I know."
"He's not even talking to me."
"I know. And although he's trying to hide it from Cav [the abusive boyfriend], it's making him sad."
Dabbing carefully, although God knew my eye makeup was beyond saving, I carried on. "And it's ridiculous. I don't even believe in marriage. Not after my fucking parents. But I want to marry my best friend. I want him to propose to me when I'm least expecting it. And then I want to spend the rest of my life looking after him. Cooking him nice dinners and ironing his shirts. How bloody stupid is that?" (p. 102-103)
"For me, it's always been you" (p. 111)
"Kebabs before abs, flower." (p. 177)
"Mungo says I'm a natural. He said I top like I was born to it." His actual words had been, sweetheart, you top like you've read an instruction manual written in Swahili, and it's fucking adorable, but I wasn't the one to let the truth get in the way of a good story." (p. 233)