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The Boy at the Beach
The Meet Cute Series
KATEY LOVELL
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First published in Great Britain by HarperImpulse 2015
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For my Mum, who has always believed in me
Contents
Coming Soon from Katey Lovell …
The Boy in the Bookshop
The Boy at the Beach
The Boy at the Bakery
The Boy on the Bus
The Boy with the Board
The Boy with the Boxes
The Boy at the BBQ
The Boy under the Mistletoe
The Boy and the Bridesmaid
‘I don’t meet up with strangers every day, you know. In fact, I’d say it’s pretty out of character. Although it doesn’t feel like we’re strangers, does it? I feel like I know you already,’ I babbled.
I was fidgety, restless. I ran my fingers through the coarse, golden sand, the grains slipping between the gaps in the comb-like shape my hand had made.
‘Well, you sort of do know me already,’ he said with a shrug. ‘It’s an unusual situation, to be fair.’
‘I bet it’s not that unusual these days,’ I answered thoughtfully. ‘There must be loads of people who’ve met up through the internet. Twitter, Facebook, all those online dating agencies…it’s becoming a normal way to meet people. It’s one way of finding out whether you like someone before you meet them I suppose, a kind of ‘try before you buy’.’
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