That was the first thought to enter Daniel’s head at the godforsaken hour of six-thirty the following morning. When his sleep-addled mind eventually realised that the racket was coming from his phone, its next question was: Who the hell is calling me at this godforsaken hour? &n...
When Charlie had asked if there was something going on between Jessie and him, he’d so wanted Jessie to own up and say something. Anything. For her to tell him they’d seen each other a couple of times. Some sort of acknowledgement that he wasn’t totally insane for chasing after this woman. That h...
She had woken up super-early, excited about the day ahead, and had selected an olive green shift dress and statement necklace that she felt were television-appropriate. It was amazing what a good night’s sleep and an absence of nasty notes in the post had done for her. And Jack, of course. She fe...