Love Rules. Freya North

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Between the Sheets

       The Isley Brothers

       Crowded House

       Peter, Gabriel

       Cohen & Howard

       La Grande Motte

       Le Retour

       What?!

       txt sex

       Table for Four

       P.I.C.

       Miss Heggarty and Mr Brusseque

       Loggerheads

       Thea’s Twelve O’Clock

       Thea’s Six O’Clock

       Cold Shoulders

       Black Beauty

       Alice?

       Thea?

       The Oldest Trade

       Thea’s Two O’Clock

       Thea’s Four O’Clock

       Thea and Sally’s Six O’Clock

       Ryanair’s 10.10 a.m.

       Saul’s Three O’Clock

       Peter’s 4.26 p.m.

       Alice, Thea, Mark and Saul

       Cold Feet

       Avon Calling

       Friends

       The simple lack of her is more to me than others’ presence

       Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence

       Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own

       Love is often the fruit of marriage

       Mr Alexander’s Three O’Clock

       Keep Reading

       Acknowledgements

       About the Author

       Also by Freya North

       About the Publisher

      Mark Sinclair liked to think that there was an inevitability to happy-ever-afters. He believed that they were granted to those who were good in life, to people whose thoughts were honourable, who had worthy goals, whose deeds and dealings were principled. However, at the age of thirty, Mark Sinclair understood that he would need to modify his belief, revise his dream and compromise. He intended to do this without turning into a cynic or allowing his ethics to suffer. He’d just have to let his dream of twenty years fade. It wasn’t going to be easy. But there again, the dream wasn’t going to come true, no matter how virtuous he was.

      Mark Sinclair’s dream was Alice Heggarty. But she had gone and fallen in love with someone who wasn’t him. Again. Just as she had at the age of twenty-five. And at twenty-three. And before that, annually at university. And before that, with the captain of the first XV at his school. The girl Mark had loved for so long had gone and fallen in love again but this time Alice was nearly twenty-nine. Mark knew she’d have made a calculated decision that this love ought to take her into her thirties and onwards, into matrimony and children and a house in NWsomewhere. The time was right for her own happy-ever-after. ‘So dream on,’ Mark told himself sternly, ‘dream on.’

      In the two decades he’d known Alice, Mark had always had hope because he’d always had the dream because, being a man of patience and principles, he’d taken a philosophical view on waiting. He theorized that Alice had never broken his dream because he’d never brought it out into the open. Besides, she’d been so busy, permanently falling madly in love and despairingly out of love with all those other men. At the time, Mark felt this to be a positive thing and he did not regret keeping his own feelings secret. After all, it meant that Alice had never made a decision against him, she’d never turned him down, never ditched him in favour of another, never suggested they revert to being ‘just good friends’.

      As lovers charged in and stormed out of her life, and as girlfriends breezed into his and left quietly, their friendship had remained unscathed. Alice was never possessive of Mark and Mark accepted her periodic disappearance into the fast eddies of new love-lust. Indeed, Mark had always found it encouraging that Alice went for a type – and that the type she went for was the antithesis of him. It meant she’d never fallen for someone like Mark; she’d always gone for men who were diametrically opposed to all that he was. Tall, loud, movie-blond beefy blokes with heartbreaker reputations or ice-beautiful arrogance Alice was convinced she could conquer and melt. Consequently, Mark

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