Un-Break my Heart: Book 2 (The Heart Trilogy) Read Free Page A

Mitchell a shout. Their flushed faces hid nothing and I smiled at their carefree romance and hoped that it would all last now that I was going out with Mitchell’s Dad.
     

Chapter 3
     
    Watchin g Charlott e leave on the back of Mitch’s bike the following morning I headed into the house to get back into the usual routine. Listening to Paul on the morning show I realised that I was waiting for my secret admirer request and now I knew who it was I was disappointed. James had told me he was off work today so I grabbed my phone and typed in a text to Paul at the station.
    “Morning Paul, can you play “Father Figure” for James, fro m Steph”
    “So the sort of blind date went well then” Paul replie d “ Fill me in when you get in later” he finished. Then I quickly sent a text to James.
    “Hope your radio is on x”
     
    Listening to the familiar strains of a song I knew so well, I floated around the kitchen as the romance of the situation carried me away from the worries trying to tie me down. I knew that I had to exorcise the ghost of my husband Mark and I realised that I needed to go back to the place where it all happened. Perhaps tomorrow, once I had spoken to Sarah I thought as I started to gather my things ready for work. Suddenly another song stopped me in my tracks as I turned the radio up and listened to “Take my Breath away” I knew it was from James. A text message popped up.
    “For you, because you do x”
    As the song ended I headed upstairs to finish getting ready for work. The lyrics filled my head for the rest of my drive into work.
     
    Pushing open the door of the studio office I spotted a bouquet of flowers on my desk. It was the pink roses from Saturday night. Smiling I moved them aside and motioned at Paul in the studio that I would make us both a coffee.
    As the news played between our swap over we had time for a quick chat.
    “You’re looking lovely” Paul said “Must be the look of love”
    “I hope so” I replied “What a fantastic event it was, everything ran smoothly and a good time was had by all”
    “Yeah, I think we should do another one next year, perhaps you can find me a blind date” he said, grinning as I headed into the studio.
    “Finding someone to put up with you, now that will be a tough job I’d better put an appeal out now” I joked.
     
    After my show and some quick shopping I headed home so that I could either charge the kettle up or find the wine glasses. Sarah found me in the kitchen in front of my laptop.
    “Hey Steph” she said, spotting the various vases filled with the pink roses. Their scent seemed to permeate the house and instantly put a smile on my face.
    “Wine or tea” I asked.
    “Wine after the day I’ve just had” she said, slipping her shoes off and heading for the fridge to get the bottle as I grabbed the glasses. We headed into the conservatory and sat down; the white wine frosted the glasses with its cold kiss.
     
    “So how’s the library world” I asked, concerned by the signs of worry and fatigue on Sarah’s normally cheerful face.
    “Short staffed so I have been running around like a headless chicken all day and then to cap it all they’re thinking of reducing the opening hours at most of the branches before the proper consultation has even finished” she said.
    “Shit, it sounds bad” I said, reaching to give her hand a squeeze.
    “But enough about my work how did things go with James, did you” she asked.
    “Of course not, he slept in the spare room” I replied, giggling at her innuendo
    “I’m not the sort of girl who sleeps with a guy on the first date”
    “But James is not just any guy” she said.
    “But to be honest with you I’m shit scared about the whole sex thing, I haven’t done it in such a long time” I said, frankly.
    “Fuck, I’d forgotten you haven’t been out with anyone since Mark died” she said, her turn to look concerned.
     
    Pausing I took a sip of the wine.
    “It will be fine,