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To find true love, first you have to truly love yourself…

Fleur French does not have the best of luck when it comes to life and love, and her current boyfriend Jasper is yet another person who only seems to like Fleur when she moulds herself into his idea of the perfect partner. So, when she finds herself single, jobless and homeless, Fleur has to decide if she’s ready to finally be herself – if only she knew who that was.

Matt Morgan saw things he’ll never forget when he was deployed in the military, but now back home in Wales, the recuperative powers of the stunning countryside are working their magic. And when Fleur takes a job at his mother’s hotel, Matt senses she could benefit from that same magic – if only Fleur realised it too.

It’s hard to be yourself, when you’ve never felt you quite fitted in. But with new days come new opportunities, and as Fleur begins to flourish and find out who she really is, her luck in love might be about to change too.

‘Read yourself happy’ with Maxine Morrey’s latest feel-good, unforgettable and utterly uplifting love story, guaranteed to make you smile. Perfect for fans of Mhairi McFarlane and Sophie Kinsella.

Praise for Maxine Morrey:

'I absolutely love Maxine’s books - it’s so much fun to be in her world.' Portia Macintosh

'An uplifting read that stops you in your tracks and makes you wonder "....but what if?" Absorbing, funny and oh-so-romantic, I loved every page!' Rachel Burton

'A super sweet read, guaranteed to warm any winter evening' Samantha Tonge

'A lovely story that kept me turning the pages' Jules Wake

‘A stunning, perfect novel – it literally took my breath away.’ The Writing Garnet, 5 stars

‘A warm hug of a book.’ Rachel’s Random Reads, 5 stars

What readers say about Maxine Morrey:

‘So beautifully written. I couldn’t put this one down! It made me smile and cry and laugh! Just wonderful. 5 stars!’

‘Maxine Morrey always writes her stories with empathy, she has a way of drawing the reader into the storyline and making us feel as if the characters are our own friends. Once again a great story, delivered by a great author about hope, family and second chances.’

‘Well written, great read, laughed, cried & enjoyed escaping my real life…’

‘There is always a lovely charm to Maxine Morrey’s stories and You Only Live Once was another wonderful example of this. Within the pages of this book you get to experience a fabulous combination of friendships, family and romance. You Only Live Once is the perfect escape from everyday life!’

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Publié par	Boldwood Books
Date de parution	09 mai 2023
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781801626545
Langue	English

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YOU’VE GOT THIS

MAXINE MORREY
CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Epilogue

More from Maxine Morrey

Acknowledgements

About the Author

Also by Maxine Morrey

Love Notes

About Boldwood Books
For D,
Thanks, buddy ;)
1

So this was how it would end. Plummeting to my death from a Welsh mountain. I knew this was a bad idea. Terrible. Quite possibly the worst ever, in fact. Jasper, of course, disagreed. Jasper thought it was one of his most brilliant ideas yet. An idea he’d had after a client he was currently schmoozing was marvelling over the amazing views on his recent trip to Snowdonia, thanks to being lucky with the weather.
‘Have you ever been?’ he’d asked.
‘Oh God, yeah, but it was ages ago now.’ Jasper had replied. ‘Before it became so touristy. Be good to go back though.’
I’d kept my eyes fixed on the bone china plate in front of me, knowing he was lying – Jasper wasn’t exactly what you’d call the outdoorsy type. But the more I’d come to know him, the more I’d realised this was his modus operandi. The thought that someone might have done something that he hadn’t bothered him way more than it should, and he’d immediately begin rectifying the situation.
Sometimes I didn’t mind. The trip to Capri was pretty nice and I certainly wasn’t going to complain about the holiday to Mustique. Although the ban on cocktails because they weren’t included in the deal he’d swung was a bit of a downer. As a hedge-fund manager, Jasper had plenty of money, but he wasn’t always keen on spending it on anyone other than himself. I’d tried to argue that I objected to him dictating what I could spend my own money on, but he’d gone into a huff and dropped a hint about as subtle as a tsunami that I was being ungrateful as he’d paid for the rest of the trip. I’d have happily paid my way, but as he didn’t offer the best salaries in the sector that ruled out that option. As usual he’d missed the point entirely and I’d dropped my objection. I didn’t expect anyone to pay for me and I’d done OK until I met him. It had been his idea for me to move into his place and to leave my long-standing coffee-shop job and take a position at his company. I’d known from day one that particular decision was a mistake but, by then, it was too late. But Jasper had really outdone himself this time. His never-ending obsession with one-upmanship had reached new heights – quite literally – with this latest endeavour.
I looked up at the looming mountain in front of me and felt my stomach swirl, the delicious home-cooked breakfast I’d wolfed down this morning threatening a swift reappearance. My eyes drifted up to the jagged ridge at the top. Oh God. This was such a bad idea. Thankfully I wasn’t the only one who thought so. Jasper was currently in deep… let’s call it ‘discussion’, with the climbing guide he’d hired for the hike.
‘I’m sorry you feel that way,’ Matt replied. ‘But it’s my job to keep people safe and, as much as I’d like to, I can’t control the weather. Getting to the top today is out of the question. The cloud is too low and visibility will be poor to non-existent.’
‘I hired you to take us to the top, not give up halfway! The word is you’re one of the best guides around but I’m beginning to question the validity of your reputation.’
‘Jasper!’
‘What?’ he snapped. ‘I suppose this works out just perfectly for you. You were against this trip from the start.’
Oh good. And now we were going to have an argument in front of a stranger. Again.
‘Never a great idea to piss off your significant other on the side of a mountain, mate.’
A giggle snuck out from under my defences and Matt shot me a momentary grin, which neutralised the dagger Jasper sent.
‘Oh. Hilarious. I hope you’re not charging extra for your “humorous” advice.’
Matt blew out a sigh through his teeth. ‘Nope. Free of charge.’
‘Good. And just to let you know, I’ll be demanding a full refund for this so-called service anyway. Trade descriptions.’
Matt’s reply was patient, his gravel-edged voice even as he spoke again. ‘As I mentioned, unfortunately none of us have control over the weather. That point is stated in the booking details.’
‘In the tiniest print possible, I suppose?’ Jasper sneered.
‘No. Same size. Actually, now you mention it, possibly a bit larger.’
I turned away, ostensibly to admire the view but in reality to hide a smirk.
‘Oh, quite the joker, aren’t you?’
‘Nope. You asked a question. I assumed you wanted a reply.’
Jasper’s face was thunderous, his high colouring beginning to turn an interesting shade of purple. He wasn’t used to people questioning him. He was always the one in charge. The one throwing his weight around. Not that Matt was throwing weight around, which, by the size of him, was probably just as well. Had his trekking gear been white I reckon there’d be a spike in sightings of Yeti on the Welsh mountains.
‘Look, I don’t want to fall out with anyone. I love this area and I love getting to share it with other people too, but my first job is to keep clients, and myself, safe. I’m afraid it’s just too dangerous to go to the top today for anyone, especially novices.’
‘I’m not a novice! I’ve climbed plenty of mountains before.’
I glanced at Jasper’s backside. Apparently the fire from his pants hadn’t yet burst through his overpriced walking trousers. My gaze then slid to Matt. His bearing, unlike Jasper’s, was relaxed and his expression was as steady and immobile as the mountain we stood on. Suddenly he flicked his gaze to me and I felt my breath catch. The striking ice blue of his eyes held mine for just a moment and, in that instant, it felt as if he saw right through me. It was also clear from that glance that he knew Jasper was telling the most enormous, and dangerous, porkie.
‘That’s as may be, sir,’ Matt said diplomatically, ‘but you hired me as a guide for Crib Goch and, as such, it’s my job to keep both of you safe. Taking you further now would be irresponsible. You may be experienced but clearly you felt the need for some guidance on this particular mountain, which was a wise move. There are aspects which can easily lead to difficulties if you’re unfamiliar with it. Perhaps we could try again tomorrow, if that’s convenient. The weather is forecast to improve overnight.’
‘No, it’s not bloody convenient!’ Jasper fired back at him. ‘Today is the only full day we have here. Some of us have proper jobs to get back to.’
‘Jasper!’ I said, flushing pink on my boyfriend’s behalf and sending Matt an apologetic look as Jasper clearly had no intention of doing so.
‘What?’ Jasper turned now, snapping at me again. ‘This is all your bloody fault anyway! Hire a guide, you said, it’s not safe without one, you said. And now look at us! I knew I shouldn’t have listened to you. Bloody women. I’d be up there by now if it wasn’t for you and your bright ideas!’
The blush I’d felt tingling at Jasper’s earlier rudeness now came out in full force. At least now if anyone did get in trouble in the vicinity, they’d have a glowing beacon in the form of my face to guide rescuers to them.
‘I did say I wasn’t sure it was really my thing.’
‘Oh, so now it’s my fault? Of course it is.’
‘The lady was right to suggest hiring a guide, and for someone who’s never done anything like this before, she’s doing well.’
Jasper issued a cold bark of a laugh. ‘Flatter all the pretty women, do you? I see you’re not wearing a wedding ring. You must keep yourself very busy up here.’
I lowered my gaze and looked for a massive hole in which to disappear. Even a small one would do – I wasn’t fussy. Anything to extricate myself from this excruciating situation.

* * *
When I met him, I thought Jasper Hamilton-Grey was good-looking, charming and kind. I’d not long come out of a long-term relationship that hadn’t ended well and my confidence, never high at the best of times, had taken a hit. So when Jasper showed an interest in me, I was entranced. That was really the only word for it. The rent on my flat was due a renewal in six weeks and somehow I let him talk me into moving in with him. He made it sound like a financially wise, not to mention romantic, decision. And for a while it was good. But gradually I began to see beneath the shiny, sleek veneer and I wasn’t a fan of what I saw. The sound judgement I’d been convinced of before didn’t seem all that sound now. I was, in fact, in quite the pickle. I was not only dependent on him for a home, having given up my tiny rental, but also my employment. Jasper had assured me I wasn’t fulfilling my potential making coffees for strangers and I should come and work for him as an assistant. Something I could build a career out from. I liked my job at the coffee shop but I knew it wasn’t a career. It was supposed to have been temporary. The trouble was I was now in my thirties and still had no idea what I wanted to do when I grew up! But then there was Jasper with his promises of great pay and perks and I’d be working in a swanky office in the City.
The truth was, though, the pay wasn’t all that brilliant. In fact, it wasn’t much more than for my barista job and I didn’t get tips here. I also missed the interaction with the customers, especially those regulars I’d got to know over the years. And the biggest poke in the eye was that my job, my promised swish admin job that would help me begin stretching my capabilities and ‘showing the world what I could do’ (Jasper’s words) basically involved me making coffee for him, his clients and the rest of the