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353 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 30, 2015

You: kind, piano-playing sex god
Me: hopelessly romantic charity shop manager
Honeysuckle Jones has a problem, and her best friends Nell and Tash are on a mission to help her solve it. She needs a man – a caring, intelligent, funny man. But most importantly, a man who’s good with his hands…
Luckily Honey’s new neighbour – moody, antisocial ex-chef Hal – fails on almost every count. Even though the chemistry between them is electric, he’s obviously wrong for her in every way.
But when Honey discovers the devastating reason for his moods she decides to give him another chance. And discovers that the best songs aren’t always in tune…
“Don’t you think there’s something sad about buying yourself a new vibrator for Valentine’s Day?” Honey picked up a lurid pink model and eyed it with distaste.
“Why?” Tash laughed. “My last one was the best boyfriend I ever had. When it gave out I buried it in the back garden and planted a phallic cactus over it as tribute.”
“How did you break it, anyways?” Honey frowned at the hunk of neon plastic in her hand. It looked pretty indestructible.
“Overuse, probably.”
“One night, Hal. No strings. No dates. One night…"
“We haven’t been to bed, and we’re not going to,” he said.
“You’re not wrong there, buster,” she yelled, opening the door. “You had your chance to spend the night with me and you blew it, big time.”
It wasn’t the best time to find herself eyeball to eyeball with the postman. He lifted his eyebrows at her appraisingly, handed her the morning mail and walked away sounding suspiciously as if he were laughing under his breath.

Honeysuckle Jones has a problem, and her best friends Nell and Tash are on a mission to help her solve it. She needs a man – a caring, intelligent, funny man. But most importantly, a man who’s good with his hands…
Luckily Honey’s new neighbour – moody, antisocial ex-chef Hal – fails on almost every count. Even though the chemistry between them is electric, he’s obviously wrong for her in every way.
But when Honey discovers the devastating reason for his moods she decides to give him another chance. And discovers that the best songs aren’t always in tune…



Honey slammed the hallway door shut and leaned against it ...

Stupid, fucking stupid flowers ...




"I suggest you don't attempt to cook again. You might burn the house down."
The stony look on his face told her that he wasn't amused. As did the door slammed in her face. Again.
Prick.
Hello new neighbour. It's good to meet you too.
"Umm, you don't happen to play the piano, do you?"
He didn't need to open his door for her to hear him howl fuck off to her.








"Don't you think there's something sad about buying yourself a new vibrator for Valentine's Day?" Honey picked up a lurid pink model and eyed it with distaste.
"Why?" Tash laughed. "My last one was the best boyfriend I've ever had. When it gave out I buried it in the back garden and planted a phallic cactus over it as a tribute."

"Why don't you just leave me the hell alone?"
"Because for some unfathomable reason even I can't identify, I happen to bloody like you! You make me laugh when you're not being downright rude to me, you're randomly sweet when I don't expect it, and your smile does weird stuff to my brain, probably because it's like one of those endangered animals that you have to wait forever to see at the zoo and then you stare really hard at because you know you might not see it again for a really long time. Or ever. Okay? I just like being with you."
"Never give a man all the power, Honesuckle. They don't know what to do with it and will more than likely blow their own hands off before they've even got started."




"I think it should be you. You're the man I need. No one's ever kissed me like that."When I first met Hal, he reminded me of Mr Rochester from the novel "Jane Eyre". He was all mean, moody and mysterious. The only thing that Hal had going for him was his good looks, but apart from that there was nothing appealing about Hal whatsoever. He was bad tempered, grumpy and rude! Despite these not-so-attractive qualities Honey felt herself being drawn to Hal. It was as though she couldn't stay away from him, making an effort to knock on his door every single day.
Honey was screwing him up with her funny-girl lines and her good intentions, and her kisses that made him forget about the bad stuff.
"Don't love me, Honey. I don't love me. Fuck, I barely even know me, so there's no way you can."
"Will you disappear again if I tell you that I love you?"
"Only if you'll disappear with me."
Just wallow forever in the warm, peaceful solitude. Life had been a waltzer ride lately, and there under the bubbles, it finally stopped spinning.

"You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle."

"You’re not second choice. You’re first. The best. The most fucking exceptional girl I’ve ever met in my life."
"I want to try to make you happy, if you want me to."
