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I give JP a one-arm hug and, unable to stop myself, I jog back to where Cherry is waiting for me. When I get there, I sweep her into my arms and take a second to drink her in. The kindness shining from her eyes, the sweetness of her lips, the way her hair glows like a siren, calling just for me. Ignoring all the eyes zoomedin on us, I lean down and kiss her like I want to kiss her for the rest of our lives.

“So, who are this wife and kids you’re talking about?” she jokes against my lips.

I smile against her mouth. “When the time is right, Cherry Brenner, I’m going to make you mine for always.”

“Hmm.” Her lips vibrate against mine. “I like the sound of that.”

My heart jumps and I press another kiss on her cherry-red lips before wrenching myself away from her. “I love you,” I tell her again.

She presses her hand to her heart, her smile wide and radiant. “I love you, too.”

I walk backwards away from her feeling happier than I’ve ever been, and for the first time in a long time, it’s not because of Formula 1. It’s because of one red-haired woman with a dimple that melts my heart.

Almost one year ago, my best friend asked me to do him a favour. Turns out to be the best favour I’ve ever granted. Cherry was always meant to be mine; my hardened heart never stood a chance.

The End.

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AWAYWITH YOU: A SNEAK PEEK

Katie

“I need you to be my girlfriend.”

Wow. This dream feels so real. Nathan is standing at my front door, leaning in that hot way he has, shoulder propped up, ankles crossed, smiling at me and asking me to be his girlfriend. It’s the kind of dream I used to have back at school, where he’d turn up out of the blue and confess his undying love for me. It seems I’ve not yet outgrown these girlish fantasies.

“Time to wake up, Katie,” I tell myself, rubbing my eyes and blinking.

That’s not right. He’s still there, smiling even wider at me than before.

“Nathan?”

“In the flesh.”

I shake my head and rub my eyes again. After my dinner with Nathan last night, I’d stayed up into the wee hours of the morning working on a new funding grant. With the deadline fast approaching, I’d known sleep would evade me until the bulk of itwas completed, so I’d settled into bed with my laptop and had worked until my eyes bled.

Seems like I’m paying the price for my work ethic now; my brain is playing funny buggers with me.

“Kitty Kat?”

In my dream, Nathan pushes up to standing and reaches out to smooth my hair back from my face, rubbing a few strands gently between his fingers as he does.

It seems so real.

“Because it is.”