RELEASE DAY 2/12/14
"Richard, we had a baby."
31st December 1999. Seventeen-year-old Brit, Hanna Vincent, meets
New Yorker,
Richard Larsen; a Columbia student and step-son of scion
Leon Maxwell. Divided
by wealth, distance and a common language, an unconventional
friendship grows
between the two.
From London to New York, from 1999 to 2012, Fix You follows the
story of quirky,
music-loving Hanna and handsome, driven Richard as they fall
in love and are
torn apart. Their tempestuous relationship leads to an
explosive revelation
that threatens to destroy them both.
Emotional and touching, this is a story of second chances. Is their shattered love beyond repair?
EXCERPT
Prologue
May
12th
2012
Richard had filled out nicely
since she had
last seen him. The thin cotton of his shirt clung to his
biceps, skimming his
taut abdomen as it tucked into his dress pants. His hips
were still lean and
tight, and she closed her eyes as she tried not to remember
how they had felt
between her thighs, as he had moved inside her, breathing
softly in her ear, as
she had moaned and whimpered
and—
She shook her head.
She wasn't standing in his large, oak-panelled office just
to take a trip down
memory lane, as pleasant as that might be. She had flown
here, over three
thousand miles, to tell him what he deserved to
know.
Inappropriate
laughter bubbled up in her throat as she considered the
ridiculous melodrama of
the situation. Her 17-year-old self would be rolling her
eyes, wondering how
this 29-year-old woman had managed to turn a seemingly
promising life into a
soap opera.
She glanced up at his
face, looking at his lips, which had turned down into a deep
scowl. His eyes
had narrowed beneath his brows, and his straight, patrician,
nose was slightly
crinkled in response to her
presence.
The contempt he felt
toward her was radiating from
him.
Hanna tried to keep
her breathing steady, reminding herself that although she
was in his
office, on the penthouse floor of his
building, this was her
show.
She was in
control.
If he viewed her with
contempt now, God only knew how he would feel once he'd
heard what she had to
say. He had been an integral part of her life for so long—as
a friend, a
confidante, even a lover—but never before did he have the
power to break her.
"As nice as it
is to see you," he drawled, the tone of his voice
making it patently clear
that her being in his office was anything but nice, "I
have a meeting in
five minutes. Exactly what is it that you
want?"
He had no idea, but
this was it. Time to open her mouth and tell him what he
needed to hear. Her
arms suddenly felt heavy, and her fingers trembled; a
physical manifestation of
her nervousness. Her laughter was replaced by something more
unsettling, as she
tried to take in a deep breath and form the words that she
had travelled all
this way to say.
Her tongue darted out
to moisten her lips. She watched his gaze move down to her
mouth, staring at it
with dark eyes, as her teeth drew in her bottom
lip.
"Richard."
Her voice was surprisingly strong. She could do this. She
could tell him the
truth, and then get the hell out of
here.
Back on a
plane.
Back
home.
Back to
him.
"Richard, we had
a
baby."
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