Ice Creams at Carrington’s. Alexandra BrownЧитать онлайн книгу.
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First published in Great Britain by Harper 2014
Copyright © Alexandra Brown 2014
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Source ISBN: 9780007488278
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Version: 2014-09-20
For my dad, Michael
Table of Contents
It’s Sunday morning in Mulberry-On-Sea and, if the dust-speckled shard of sunshine peeping through the chink in my bedroom curtains is anything to go by, then it’s going to be one of those gloriously uplifting start-of-summer days. Bliss. And if this isn’t reason enough to feel happy, then my boyfriend Tom, aka hottest man alive for sure, is leaning over the bed to kiss my cheek.
‘Mm-mmm. Well, hellooooo, Mr Carrington.’ I grin and run my fingers through his thick curly black hair, drawing in his delicious chocolatey scent and wishing he’d jump right back into bed, but he’s already dressed – jeans and a soft grey T-shirt to nicely accentuate his velvety-brown eyes.
‘I have