The Last Kiss: A Standalone Romance Novel (The Notting Hill Sisterhood Book 1) by Anna Bloom

Author:Anna Bloom [Bloom, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-27T16:00:00+00:00

16

Rain

Liv throws her arms around Henri, Lenny squished between them. “Next time you are in town make sure you come and say hi.” She blushes and tucks her hair behind her ear.

Maybe she can have him when I’m gone.

The thought blasts out of nowhere. What was that?

“I will, if Julia invites me again.” He winds his arm around my waist and kisses the top of my head.

Liv meets my gaze and we both know the unspoken words. I force them away though because I’m absolutely one hundred percent fine and can’t see it changing any time soon.

“Come on, it looks like it’s going to rain.” I cast a glance up at the dark sky. It looks rather like my emotions feel. Like they could burst at any point and just pour down. My throat still feels thick from singing happy birthday to Paige.

So many last things.

I snuggle into Henri’s side as we meander down the road. The familiarity he weaves over me is on the level of being profound.

“You’re quiet, ma petite.” He breaks the silence as the stars start to shine above us. “That sadness has grown today, no?”

I shake my head. “Not sad.”

“I hope not. Otherwise, I would think I’m doing this weekend date wrong.”

“A weekend date? You’re making this shit up now.”

With a low laugh he stops and pulls me around, hungry lips finding mine, his body protecting me from the chill in the air.

I want to freeze frame this. Kisses under starlight.

“I could kiss you as a full-time job.” I breathe out a shuddering breath when he finally returns ownership of my lips; not that they feel like mine, all warm and buzzing.

“You feel it don’t you, Julianna?” He smooths my hair.

“Feel what?” I ask, but I know.

Without words he presses my palm against his chest.

“The bitter irony I’ve found you here, the one time in my life I am stuck where I am. Fate plays cruel games. She gives with one hand and then takes with the other.”

I can’t argue with this. It’s fact.

“I think irony is a running theme in my life.” I force away the dark brooding clouds in my head and force a smile.

“Care to elaborate, ma petite?”

Yes. I’m dying, but somehow you are this magical being that’s manifested into my life just when I thought it was over…

“No.”

A large droplet lands on my forehead. “Oh shit. We will get soaked.” My dress, beautiful as it is under my cardigan, is not meant for British chilled downpours.

Henri grasps my face, tilting my chin. “This conversation isn’t over, but right now we need to…” his smile flashes. “Run!”

“Nooo!!” I try to hold him back, but he has my hand and tows me along, my legs pumping to keep pace. The droplets turn into a cold torrent, slipping over my skin in chilled rivets, sneaking under my dress, mashing my scarlet cardigan into a soggy layer.

“Let’s get in here, under a tree.” I point to a small park with railings. “I can’t run like this.

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