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Cathy Kelly 6-Book Collection: Someone Like You, What She Wants, Just Between Us, Best of Friends, Always and Forever, Past Secrets
Cathy Kelly
A collection of six of Cathy’s brilliant novels: SOMEONE LIKE YOU, WHAT SHE WANTS, JUST BETWEEN US, BEST OF FRIENDS, ALWAYS AND FOREVER, PAST SECRETSSOMEONE LIKE YOU: They all just want one thing in life – and then they’ll be truly happy. But sometimes, when you wish will all your heart for a dream to come true, you risk destroying the happiness within your reach.WHAT SHE WANTS: Do you know what you’ll be doing next year? Nicole, Virginia, Hope and Sam all thought they did. But they were all wrong. When life changes suddenly for each of these four women, they have to look deep inside themselves to discover what they really want in order to survive the turmoil.JUST BETWEEN US: Friends this good are hard to find… Sowhat’s the secret of the fabulous Miller girls? And are they strong enough to deal with the truth about their golden lives?BEST OF FRIENDS: Good times or bad, friends are always there… So when tragedy strikes, it rocks the small town of Dunmore. Drawn together in their sadness, four women suddenly realize what is important – life is for living and they must grab it with both hands.ALWAYS AND FOREVER: Fairy godmothers do exist, even in the tranquil hills of Ireland. Carrickwell, nestled in the shadows of Mount Carraig, is an ancient, magical place. And when Leah, a woman with her own secret turmoil, opens the Clouds Hill spa, Mel, Daisy and Cleo are thrown together – and find the courage to discover what really matters to them, always and forever…PAST SECRETS: Behind the shining windows and rose-bedecked gardens of Summer Street, there are lots of secrets. But if you keep a secret too long and it will creep out when you least expect it…
Cathy Kelly 6-Book Collection
Someone Like You
What She Wants
Just Between Us
Best of Friends
Always and Forever
Past Secrets
Cathy Kelly
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Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2017
Copyright © Cathy Kelly 2017
Cover illustration based on a painting by Nicholas Hely Hutchinson. Cover lettering © Stephen Raw.
Cover design © HarperCollinsPublishers 2017
Cathy Kelly asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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Source ISBN: 970007389360, 9780007389377, 9780007389322, 9780007389315, 9780007389308, 9780007389353
Ebook Edition © March 2017 ISBN: 9780008252441
Version: 2017-10-28
Contents
Cover Page (#u7fc7001b-daf9-5dbf-a827-cee03477fec9)
Title Page (#ud1d8c07c-1555-596c-b799-a1cbbfb7df12)
Copyright (#u47cc0e89-7769-5fdb-9378-81a8f778fb39)
Someone Like You (#u0d602f81-ec05-55e9-8303-d598cf65d89d)
What She Wants (#u2a8c3960-9e5b-5ed7-afb5-36d36093034f)
Just Between Us (#u4f42de0f-1ee7-599d-b6bd-9fc8885a7f38)
Best of Friends (#u827ef7d5-86d6-5c0b-b6ef-0edb9234b023)
Always and Forever (#uea837ebf-c0e4-5745-80ea-95ce347cd3bc)
Past Secrets (#ue8ca776a-a8ee-56e1-bd4c-0e7b7034afaf)
About the Author (#u215c42e3-a6aa-51c0-8edd-85efe2de90c2)
Also by Cathy Kelly (#ud486bee2-2b2a-52f6-a6ab-c9e448566663)
About the Publisher (#u1898b9e3-2a41-5ded-a522-012bbaca2f56)
Someone Like You
Cathy Kelly
Copyright (#ulink_10d3a9e6-0e32-5490-8497-e4e7f02be66b)
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF
www.harpercollins.co.uk (http://www.harpercollins.co.uk)
Copyright © Cathy Kelly 2000
Cathy Kelly asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work
A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this ebook on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins ebooks
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Source ISBN: 9780007273928
Ebook Edition © FEBRUARY 2012 ISBN: 9780007389360
Version: 2017-10-28
To John, with all my love
Contents
Cover Page (#u0d602f81-ec05-55e9-8303-d598cf65d89d)
Title Page (#u6a9f2383-27f6-5232-ba16-5745a5298da6)
Copyright (#u9aaf7262-8cb9-57bb-8cad-f1f6d1cd6b96)
Dedication (#uc5a05a0a-2450-5b7f-a9f9-15686b12a154)
CHAPTER ONE (#ud9795938-5e42-55ef-9487-409f95925338)
CHAPTER TWO (#u41f646f9-90e9-5f55-922c-50e5946c1312)
CHAPTER THREE (#ua8ffffd0-c932-56c9-8367-7d8df6a21560)
CHAPTER FOUR (#ue2cae790-a98d-56d7-aa07-035c5b8cf6c7)
CHAPTER FIVE (#u0bc494b1-7ec7-541a-b97e-851bfe03bf8e)
CHAPTER SIX (#udac8d74e-1b50-5ed2-b01e-0f24561018b7)
CHAPTER SEVEN (#ufe5e2bd3-a4b1-5720-a202-d4cb7f289d75)
CHAPTER EIGHT (#u2af98343-6ebf-5d5a-b12b-f7d1a3a1db21)
CHAPTER NINE (#u69c73fc9-8f10-5fff-8ebd-1d01b30c1aa4)
CHAPTER TEN (#u86b604b4-6cd5-537f-87dc-8d3181ecdd8d)
CHAPTER ELEVEN (#u1e786bc3-9e93-5335-8739-a9683a76f8e5)
CHAPTER TWELVE (#uda304919-5e2f-516f-8786-75f12a9348d0)
CHAPTER THIRTEEN (#ueab348a7-64ef-5ac9-85b8-63cbdf581dd2)
CHAPTER FOURTEEN (#ubf0559ec-7ca6-55f8-9406-483cf2a47ed0)
CHAPTER FIFTEEN (#u52463356-f7c0-513e-a20b-ea5d35297dd3)
CHAPTER SIXTEEN (#u86781e99-661e-5a50-ab8c-e507ff3d048e)
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (#ubcf14cdc-ecad-59bc-941f-c7a3ef370e2d)
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN (#u383dbc00-eb8c-5f88-96a7-a9bfef6a2c9a)
CHAPTER NINETEEN (#u252e34f7-9c1f-5d6e-a985-7fb987338292)
CHAPTER TWENTY (#u5b907ca5-c2a6-5fe4-b2ae-bb38ec6ecd93)
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE (#u073b1583-d588-5891-a8ef-1768868d721e)
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO (#uacd8cec8-0f72-5e8e-abcf-b338c6f64f43)
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE (#u4918b38a-e36c-562f-8496-b27016a3248e)
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR (#ua00919a7-3ce2-5c08-acc8-a55ac512c2d7)
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE (#u38c740ba-9561-549b-bf32-5fb3870fd563)
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX (#u2505e03b-f269-51d1-b564-ff1920a36f23)
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN (#u62504f3c-eda0-58fb-b9d0-102f4baf17c6)
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT (#u56c373c2-4b3f-5117-b3b1-bda8026aac4c)
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE (#ud1bd7ab3-5ffa-5646-a061-939ca0aafce7)
CHAPTER THIRTY (#u97cdfd0a-aa08-5728-b867-efeba19fa076)
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS (#u925403d9-bf26-501f-afa6-5c113765af8f)
CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_25ab707e-4787-5a6d-9ab1-b8780e754ff2)
Hannah stretched one slim, tanned leg in the direction of the taps, clasped the hot tap expertly with her dripping foot and felt hot water flood deliciously into the bath.
‘You’ve done that before,’ said Jeff in amusement as she sank back against him in the water, her back slick against his bare chest, nothing but lemon verbena-scented bubbles between them.
‘I love reading in the bath and, in the winter, it’s horrible sitting up out of the water to turn on the taps, so I’ve learned how to do it with my feet,’ Hannah murmured as the water level rose slowly in the cracked old roll-top bath and the heat flooded all over her limbs. She felt gloriously tired yet happy, every inch of her body satiated even though she’d had practically no sleep last night. Sharing a bath after such a wonderful, marathon lovemaking session had been a brilliant idea. The bath water eased the aches caused by Jeff’s very energetic lovemaking. There had been one mad moment when they’d almost fallen off Hannah’s bed and she’d just managed not to shriek out loud in agony as a shooting pain had rocketed up her back into her neck. That was obviously the drawback of flings with younger men, she decided gleefully: they had no concept of back problems and were keen to do gymnastic things with mirrors, armchairs and the ties of your dressing gown. The only thing poor Harry had ever done with the ties of his dressing gown was to let them trail behind him all over the kitchen floor picking up bits of fluff, spare cornflakes and dust.
What was she calling him ‘poor Harry’ for anyway? ‘Poor’ my eye. Parasitical, Lying Bastard Harry suited him better. Thinking of parasites, she grimly hoped that his year-long trek around South America meant he’d finally met that infamous parasite that lived in tropical rivers and swam up the urine stream of any man stupid enough to pee in a river. Once it swam into your system, you were in big trouble. Hannah hoped eradicating it would involve some agonizing operation where Harry couldn’t sit down without wincing for a week. Something like the duck-billed speculum thingy which women had to endure being inserted for cervical smear tests, but much, much worse.
‘Is there anything else you can do with your feet?’ Jeff asked wickedly, whisking her away from the Amazon and agonizing medical experiments by nibbling her ear provocatively.
‘No,’ Hannah said firmly, concentrating on letting the water soothe the nagging ache in her right hip. She closed her eyes and began planning the next hour: her small suitcase was neatly stowed on top of the wardrobe in the boxroom and the clothes she wanted to take to Egypt were carefully arranged on the boxroom bed. It would take half an hour to pack, ticking off every item of clothing and every toiletry on her pared-down list. Then she had to empty the fridge. No point coming back to a disgustingly smelly kitchen through carelessness. When the kitchen was linked to the sitting room by badly fitting double doors, limiting bad smells was particularly important. Logistically, Hannah thought as her mind ran through her preparations with the precision of a Swiss watch, she only had a couple of minutes more to soak in the bath.
Jeff had other ideas. His mouth began trailing down her neck on to her shoulders while his hands rippled under the water, stroking Hannah’s thighs suggestively. She could feel the muscular chest with its six-pack stomach contracting with desire as he touched her.
She sat up abruptly and turned off the hot tap, her dark hair slicking against her skin like a tangle of seaweed.
‘We don’t have time, Jeff,’ she said sternly. ‘It’s half nine already. I’ve got to be at the airport in a couple of hours and I’ve got some phone calls to make, not to mention the fact that I haven’t packed yet.’
Jeff pulled her effortlessly back into the bath with arms used to bench-pressing double her body weight. ‘If I was going with you, you wouldn’t need to pack very much,’ he said, nuzzling her ear. ‘Just a couple of G-string bikinis and a sexy dress like that one you were wearing last night.’
Hannah had to smile. The amethyst dress was incredibly daring and unlike anything else in her limited and quite conservative wardrobe: two flimsy spaghetti-strap little slip things worn together, she’d bought it in a designer shop in a sale and it had hung in her wardrobe for a year before she’d felt brave enough to put it on. But last night, for the launch of the hotel’s new nightclub, Jupiter, she’d decided to drag it out and wear it.
