The Morning After the Night Before. Nikki Logan
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THE FLAT IN NOTTING HILL
Love and lust in the city that never sleeps!
Izzy, Tori and Poppy are living the London dream—sharing a big flat in Notting Hill, they have good jobs, wild nights out … and each other.
They couldn’t be more different, but one thing is for sure: when they start falling in love they’re going to be very glad they’ve got such good friends around to help them survive the rollercoaster …!
THE MORNING AFTER THE NIGHT BEFORE by Nikki Logan
There’s really nothing like the friendships created with the people you first flat-shared with when you were freshly out of home. Especially if they were also your BFFs at school.
Poppy, Tori and Izzy come from different worlds, and have different hopes and aspirations, but they get each other completely. And wherever life takes them they know they’re there for each other. Even when their Notting Hill flat starts to fill up with testosterone these girls stick together.
I had a ball researching London and Notting Hill from the other side of the world in Australia, and I’m thrilled that Izzy gets to share her story with a handsome, secretive Aussie rogue.
I hope you enjoy a little workplace romance—Izzy and Harry definitely do.
May love always find you!
Nikki
NIKKI LOGAN lives next to a string of protected wetlands in Western Australia, with her long-suffering partner and a menagerie of furred, feathered and scaly mates. She studied film and theatre at university, and worked for years in advertising and film distribution before finally settling down in the wildlife industry. Her romance with nature goes way back, and she considers her life charmed, given she works with wildlife by day and writes fiction by night—the perfect way to combine her two loves.
Nikki believes that the passion and risk of falling in love are perfectly mirrored in the danger and beauty of wild places. Every romance she writes contains an element of nature, and if readers catch a waft of rich earth or the spray of wild ocean between the pages she knows her job is done.
The Morning After the Night Before
Nikki Logan
To Louisa, Joss and Charlotte.
Thank you for a fabulous few months living with you in Notting Hill.
First round of drinks at Ignite is on me.
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WOULD SATAN WEAR eleven-micron wool?
Izzy Dean could tell, even from this side of her boss’s expensive desk twelve storeys up her firm’s London high-rise, that Harry Mitchell’s flash charcoal suit would be as soft as a kitten to touch. Her fingers practically itched to stroke the expensive fabric.
Maybe she could cop a feel as she leaned in to smack that smug grin off his designer-stubbled face.
‘Careful, Dean, you look like you want to deck me.’
‘Do I?’ Izzy feigned. Not that he’d believe innocence from her for one moment. He was way too used to sparring with her.
Lord, as career-enders went, wouldn’t that be a spectacular way to go? Bunch up all those muscles she’d developed cleaning fast-food kitchens as a kid and—pow—set Mitchell right on his sanctimonious, perfectly sculpted arse right here in his own fishbowl office. She’d storm out amid a standing ovation from the entire downtrodden department.
‘Hello?’
A large face loomed in her blurred vision and she snapped her focus back to steady blue eyes—oasis, according to the ‘what colour are