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about her? It wasn’t as if he’d been a monk these past few years. He’d been with his share of women. Lovely women — some smart, some funny and some exceptionally beautiful. But none of them had meant anything.
    None of them were her.
    Damn Johanna Morgan for waltzing back in and sending ripples through his perfectly ordered life. The sooner she buggered off back to New York the better.

CHAPTER
    3
    Jenny Fielding did everything but dance on the well-worn kitchen table when she saw Jo. ‘I can’t believe it’s really you! You look fantastic Jo, but you’re so skinny! Don’t you eat?’
    Jo laughed. ‘Of course I do. New York has some of the finest restaurants in the world.’
    â€˜No home cooking, then? That must be the problem. Sit down and I’ll make you a nice cup of tea. Steph, butter some scones would you, love?’
    â€˜Steady on, Jenny. I’ve brought my bridesmaid’s dress with me. I’d like to still fit into it on the big day.’
    Jenny waved her hand dismissively. ‘One won’t hurt. Now tell me Jo, what’s he like, your Zachary? He’s a handsome-looking young man from what I’ve seen.’
    â€˜Yes, he’s certainly good-looking.’
    Jenny placed her hand on her heart. ‘And that wedding proposal. So romantic.’
    Jo winced. ‘You’ve seen it?’
    Jenny nodded. ‘Steph showed me the video of his proposal on YouTube. I don’t mind saying I got a little teary watching it.’
    Jo felt the heat creeping into her cheeks at the thought of Zach’s proposal. He’d insisted on taking her to lunch at Shake Shack in Madison Square Park. In hindsight she should have realised something was up. A burger and shake — no matter how delicious — was not Zach’s idea of lunch. He had joined the queue while she got them a table. Before she knew what was happening she was at the centre of a flash mob miming the words to Bruno Mars’ ‘Marry You’. Then Zach got down on one knee and pulled out a blue Tiffany box containing the ring she now wore. How could she say no?
    The whole thing was over the top and out of her comfort zone. And the fact that there was footage of the event on YouTube was cringeworthy. Until now it hadn’t occurred to her that the video might have been watched by people here in Linden Gully. Dear god, what if Ryan had seen it? What would he make of it? Of her?
    â€˜What’s wrong, Jo? You’ve gone pale,’ Jenny said.
    â€˜Have I?’ Jo said, picking up one of Jenny’s scones as a diversion. ‘I’m fine, really. These scones look delicious.’
    Jenny smiled her approval as Jo slathered homemade jam onto one of her prizewinning scones. ‘Now that you’re here, I’ll have to catch you up on all the plans for the wedding.’
    Steph rolled her eyes. ‘Please, Mum, give her a break. She just got off the plane this morning.’
    â€˜Actually I am tired,’ Jo admitted. ‘But I do want to hear all about the wedding. Maybe I can grab a nap and then we can launch into full wedding-planner mode when I’m feeling a bit fresher? I’ve got some ideas for the kitchen tea that I want to talk to you about, Jenny.’
    â€˜Kitchen tea? I don’t think that’s really necessary,’ Steph protested.
    Jenny clapped her hands together. ‘Of course it’s necessary. You must have a kitchen tea! I’ve been so busy planning the wedding that I’ve hardly given that a thought. I did tell a few of the CWA ladies to keep next Saturday afternoon free, just in case, though.’ She winked at Jo.
    Steph groaned, while Jo laughed. ‘Well, at least the date’s taken care of. I might head off to the guest room and have a sleep for an hour or so. We can discuss the details then.’
    Jo woke with a giddy sensation familiar to long-distance travellers. It took her a moment to