What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* When she isn't working or being a personal assistant to her kids, Tess enjoys reading and all kinds of grannyish pleasures like knitting, baking, drinking tea, watching Downton Abbey and tending to the veggie patch.
* What would you risk to be with the love of your life? And what if your soul mate is the one who will destroy you?
* Mel is living the dream. She's a successful GP, married to a charming anaesthetist and raising a beautiful family in their plush home in Perth. But when she boards a flight to Melbourne, she meets Matt and her picture perfect Stepford life unravels as she falls in love for the first time ever.
* Are you still up?
* What? Oh my God! It was her. It had to be her. But what if it wasn’t her? What if it was
a message from some random person meant for another number? Should I text back or call? Call. Yeah, call, that way I would know for sure it was her. I rang the number attached to the message. My palms sweated.
* She answered on the first ring. ‘Hi,’ she whispered. ‘I think I’m drunk.’
* I gulped. She sounded even sexier on the phone than she did in person. I was hard immediately. I had to go to her. Now.
* ‘Where are you?’ I asked, the adrenaline coursing through me.
* ‘I’m at the Old Colonial on Flinders Street. Do you know it?’
* ‘Yeah.’ I could barely inhale.
* ‘Matt,’ her voice was shaky, ‘I don’t know what I’m doing. I shouldn’t have called you. I just found your note and …’
* I cut her off. ‘I’m on my way. I’ll ring when I get there. I’ll be around half an hour, okay?’ I was already up and pulling on my jeans.
* ‘Um, Matt …’
* ‘I’m coming.’ I hung up.
* I was out of the house in less than two minutes. I floored the car into reverse and sped forwards in the direction of the city. The traffic was heavy even at this hour and I swore violently when I had to stop at a red traffic light for the second time.
* My head was spinning. What should I say or do once I was with her? I was worried that if she really was drunk like she’d said, then she might fall asleep before I reached her, so I pressed my foot down harder on the accelerator pedal. I flew over the West Gate Bridge, weaving in and out of lanes like a maniac, gesturing wildly at cars in my way. I pulled into a parking bay at the front of the hotel fourteen minutes after our phone call had ended. Surely that was some sort of land speed record between Williamstown and the city.
* My senses were heightened to the point where I felt dangerously close to the edge.
* I rang her number and she answered on the first ring again.
* ‘Matt, I’m sorry,’ she whispered. ‘This is crazy. I’m freaking out. I can’t think straight. I’m not coming down.’
* I’d spent the last few hours thinking I would never hear from her again. And now that I was this close, I couldn’t just forget about it and go home.
* ‘Please come down, Mel. I don’t want to beg you. You obviously want to see me.’
* ‘But I’m drunk.’ She sounded scared. ‘And I’m so confused.’
* ‘Let’s just go somewhere and talk then. You messaged me, I came. I think we’ll both regret it if I turn around and go home now.’ I tried to keep my voice low and even. ‘Go on, Mel, come down. What’s the worst that could happen?’
* There was a long silence.
* ‘Okay,’ she whispered. ‘I’ll meet you in the lobby.’
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