Stew & that Snow-White director) this blew up their marriage, and Jennifer filed for divorce. It all exploded when a paparazzi caught them kissing in NYC with a long-range lens (picturing K. Smith) which caused Jennifer to become a jealous nag, and Matteo to pull further away. Matteo filmed a movie with a super sexy model turned actress (Sophia) and their on-screen chemistry had been so smoking hot that it sparked rumors (picturing Mr. They’ve allowed their demanding careers to cause distance (physical & emotional) in their marriage, and have been slowly drifting apart. Matteo and Jennifer have been married a number of years, and are super-duper famous actors. I was gobbling it up, until we got to the abrupt, almost unfinished- feeling ending. This one was shorter than usual, which was a major bummer, because it had 5-star potential. Oh, and I love hearing from my readers all over the world…so I think it’s over to you!ĭon’t let the dumb title fool you, this was an angsty, enjoyable read with both MC’s acting like mature adults (after the first couple chapters) as they worked through their troubled marriage. I live in Winchester, one of the most stunning cities in the world, but don’t take my word for it-come see for yourself! I regularly visit London and Paris. My interests are many and varied-chocolate and music, fresh flowers and bubble baths, films, cooking and trying to keep my home from looking burglarized! Simple pleasures-you can’t beat them! I like writing stories which are sexy and fast-paced, yet packed full of emotion-stories that readers will identify with, laugh and cry along with. Today, I have the best job in the world, writing passionate romances for Harlequin. I felt like Cinderella must have when the glass slipper fit! Everywhere I went I felt like a square peg-until one day I started writing again and then everything just fell into place. I waitressed in the south of France, drove an ambulance in Australia, saw lots of beautiful sights but could never settle down. After that I became a cook, a photographer and, eventually, a nurse. To the horror of my parents, I left school at sixteen and held a bewildering variety of jobs: I was a London DJ (in the now-trendy Primrose Hill), a decorator and a singer. I was told off as a child for making up stories-little did I know that one day I’d earn my living by writing them!
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