Living out of hotels, or in share houses, there’d never been much point. But as her arms ached and her fingers turned numb under the strain of grocery bags she’d filled on her weekend trek to the Queen Vic Market it felt like a really long walk to the train. And she wasn’t...
Lori came to from the dismal fog inside her head to find Mack frowning at her from the front seat of the town car like he’d called her name a dozen times. “Thanks, Mack,” she said, massaging the tension headache that had ridden over her since she’d walked out of her last m...
For a weekend that was meant to be about relaxing and recharging, sorting out her head, she felt as if she’d been walking a tightrope blindfolded. What with Elyse being so unexpectedly fabulous. Her mother driving her even crazier than she’d expected. And poor Roger flirting up a storm every chan...
There weren’t many reasons why his resort staff would contact him directly, ever, his reputation being that he was akin to a bear with a sore tooth at the best of times. That was as kind a character reference he could have hoped for, considering his years of unequivocal lack of co-operation with ...
Tom reached out to take her hand in his to guide her through, but she ignored it. Instead she slipped out of her flat canvas shoes and went the rest of the way barefoot. The feel of the crusty old wood felt goodbeneathher feet. It groundedher.They re ache d the end in silence. A week before she w...
His yoga mat remained curled up in the cupboard, along with his free weights and a folded-up rowing machine, while the sun set over Melbourne, sending long shadows across the room and turning his blue-and-white office a dreamy pinkish-gold. Nate nudged his shoes off by the...