The Holiday Swap. Zara Stoneley
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Chapter 9 – Flo. Barcelona Airport Departure Lounge
Chapter 10 – Flo. Tippermere, Cheshire
Chapter 11 – Daisy. New Friends
Chapter 12 – Flo. Scooters Are Easier
Chapter 13 – Daisy. Blue-Sky Space
Chapter 14 – Flo. Home Sweet Home?
Chapter 15- Daisy. Seeing Clearly
Chapter 16 – Flo. Poetry and Wine
Chapter 17 – Daisy. Handbags and Hippy Cats
Chapter 18 – Flo. Living the Other Dream
Chapter 19 – Daisy. Finding Mr Right
Chapter 20 – Flo. Past Mistakes
Chapter 21- Daisy. Heading Home
Chapter 22 – Daisy. Sandcastles
Chapter 23 – Flo. Fanning the Flames
Chapter 24 – Flo. Christmas Eve
Chapter 25 – Daisy. Turkey and Sprouts
Chapter 26 – Flo. Promises to Keep
Chapter 27 – Daisy. New Year’s Eve in Cheshire
Chapter 28 – Flo. New Year, New Start?
Enjoy a Winter Break in Barcelona…
Or Capture a Warm and Fuzzy Feeling in Cheshire!
Daisy Fischer wound the baling twine round her finger twice, effectively attaching herself to the gate, before she realised what she was doing, and stopped.
She had to be losing her mind.
Jimmy, her long-term, on-off boyfriend, could not have asked her what she thought he just had. Could he?
She sneaked a sideways glance at him under her fringe, hoping he wouldn’t spot her peeking.
Jimmy was swinging the spade he was holding effortlessly from side to side, showing off his best rugged-man-in-the-country look. Over the years she’d known him he had relaxed into his role a bit; there was the first hint of middle-aged spread spilling over the waistband of his jeans (quite noticeable from this angle), but the forearm on display was still muscular. He was grinning, showing off the dimple she loved.
And he was staring at her bum. Which simplified matters. He didn’t look like he’d just asked her marry him. He looked, well, like Jimmy always looked.
Daisy straightened up, pushing her dark hair behind her ears. She really had to say something, because it was getting to the point of rude if she didn’t. And her back