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Late one night, Nicki Johnson plays with emotional fire and Googles her high school love, only to find his name splashed across the British gossip columns. Back in his native England, Adam Kincaid is successful and dating a woman from an aristocratic family like his own. With a career in politics, Nicki's no slouch, but she knows Adam is living a world away from her life. Yet there was a time he was no farther than the next locker. Nicki will never forget their year together in high school-the year of her sister's death, the year her mother checked out. Adam helped Nicki through suffocating grief, and she led him through coming of age. But when is a high school crush something more?
Sixteen years is a long time to wait for your true love to reappear, and, anyway, Nicki Johnson couldn't wait for the impossible to happen. Hard life lessons have taught her that fairy tales are children's stories, and fate is cruel. Burying her hopes, she's spent the last sixteen years focused and driven toward her career, and it's landed her with a job at the White House with a gem of a boyfriend. But when her high school love, Adam Kincaid, walks into the White House as a BBC reporter, Nicki's world is thrown into turmoil as she relives their past. Adam has come back for her, but has he arrived too late?
I'm a journalist--Adam Kincaid, BBC reporter, to be exact, so I'm not going to bury the lead. I'm about to see the woman I never got over.I know that because I've been back in America for years now, and I still don't date American girls. My dad would say I've come to my senses, sticking to my own British patrician kind, but that's crap. Mum, the psychologist, would more wisely say it's my unresolved issues around Nicki. My teenage years are long behind me, yet my guilt over her remains. So I've avoided all things Nicki, though the irony is she's the one avoiding me.Maybe if we see each other, we can both move on. Could she ever forgive me? Can you forgive yourself when you hurt someone you love?But please, don't answer yet. I've jumped ahead of the story, and as a reporter, I should give you more background to get to the root of it all.So let me tell you my story. Then you can be the judge.
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