"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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