The Wedding of the Year by Jill Mansell EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Jill Mansell
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- Genre: Women’s Divorce Fiction
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Oh my God, it was him. It was actually him.
One minute Lottie was seated at the end of a pew halfway down the
church, idly admiring the way bright sunlight streamed through the
technicoloured stained-glass windows and breathing in the mingled scents
of warm stone, old bibles and beeswax polish. The next moment she heard a
laugh that caused all the tiny hairs on her arms to leap to attention.
It couldn’t be, surely not. It just wasn’t possible. But at the same time
she knew who that laugh belonged to. All these years later, she’d still
recognise it anywhere.
Straightening up, stretching her neck like a meerkat, she scanned the
rows of pews on the other side of the church, tilting this way and that to see
past the sea of decorative hats until she caught a glimpse of the back of his
head. Again, instant recognition.
Max Farrell. How bizarre. The last time she’d seen him, they’d both
been living in Oxford . . . until the thing had happened and his father had
whisked him away to Ireland. And now here they were, thirteen years on,
both attending a wedding over two hundred miles from Oxford.
Whoa, though, it definitely felt weird to be seeing him again.
‘Who are you looking at?’ Next to her, Hannah had noticed. ‘Seen
someone you like the look of?’
‘Someone I haven’t seen for years.’ Lottie couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Max was chatting to a couple of the ushers, whom he clearly knew. ‘Where
did Cameron go to uni, any idea?’
‘Um . . . hang on, I think he mentioned it once. Was it somewhere up in
Scotland? The place where Prince William met Kate?’
‘St Andrews.’ Lottie nodded; that made sense. She’d heard on the
grapevine that this was where Max had taken his degree. Cameron, about to
marry Freya, had evidently invited several of his old university friends
along to the wedding. And Max, it appeared, had been one of them.
She couldn’t see that much of him from this angle – there was an
elaborate arrangement of pink and cream roses and stargazer lilies in the
way – but he was still Max, dark-haired and tanned, with that wide grin and
those high cheekbones . . . well, of course they were still high, he could
hardly have had them lowered. And he was wearing a navy suit over a
white shirt, but that was as much as she could tell from here.
Though as soon as the service was over, she’d be able to make herself
known . . .
‘Which one is it? The bald one?’ Hannah gave her a nudge. ‘Or that one
in the purple tie?’
‘He’s to the left of them.’
‘Ooh, I say, nice. Is he an ex? Always fun, bumping into an old
boyfriend at a wedding, especially when he’s that fit.’ Indicating Lottie’s
scarlet silk dress, she went on cheerfully, ‘And good that you’re looking
pretty hot yourself.’
This was true. In Lottie’s experience, bumping into exes generally only
happened when you were wearing a baggy old T-shirt with ice cream
dripped down the front, or when you really should have washed your hair
and shaved your legs but hadn’t had time. Except . . . ‘He isn’t an ex. We
just knew each other at school.’
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