Name: Ella Cartwright
Occupation: Image Consultant
Vital Stats: Always perfectly presented – sleek
long dark brown hair, immaculate makeup, super fashionable clothes. Pretty, but
not really beautiful – but she makes the most of what she’s got.
Who'd play her in the
movie of her life: Melanie
Instant BFF or Gotta
Earn Her Trust: You
definitely have to earn Ella’s trust!!
Friends or Family: No family – and while she’s
constantly surrounded by people and is out socialising most nights of the week
– she has no close friends. She finds it impossible to let people in, believing
if anyone gets to truly know her, they’ll reject her.
Satin Teddy or Cotton
comfort, no question!
Shower or Bath:Bath – with lots of bubbles!
What she doesn't want
the hero to know:As
they were best friends at high school, the problem with Jake is that he already
knows all of Ella’s secrets! Ella wants nothing more than to keep her past
buried, but Jake is the only person who sees straight through her carefully
We'd be her friend
because... She’s heaps of fun! She knows all the
coolest bars and is invited to the swankiest parties. Plus – once she does
lower her guard and become your friend, she is your friend for life.
In her words…
“How do you
do it?” he asked, “all this?”
quirked. “You mean have a good time?”
“I think you
know this isn’t my idea of a good time.”
is?” she asked, curious.
said, quick as a flash.
fully. Always such a geek.
shrugged. “And, I guess hiking with my dogs up in the mountains. Mountain bike
riding – sometimes with a mate or two. Climbing.”
guess – in the mountains?”
Now it was
his turn to smile. “It’s the best place in the world. I’ve got my own place up
that, of course. No self-respecting tabloid journalist could let an article go
by without some reference to his home. Sydney’s
Blue Mountains Billionaire, Software Mogul’s Mountain Hideaway and so on
and so forth.
wrinkled her nose. “I know it’s supposed to be beautiful, but I reckon I’d go
crazy living that far away from Sydney.”
crazy if I lived any closer.” He rested both hands on the balcony railing, and
looked out over the harbour. Beneath them, along the edge of the marina, flowed
a steady stream of Friday night revellers, muffled snippets of their
conversations mixing with the heavy bass emanating from the party behind them.
haven’t answered my question,” he said, after a while. “I genuinely want to
know – how do you stand this?”
not all that complicated,” she said. “It’s fun. It’s the buzz of getting ready.
Of meeting new people. Of laughing and chatting and dancing. What isn’t there
He shook his
head. “It’s exhausting.”
shrugged. “For me it’s the opposite. I’d go mad stuck in my apartment all the
time. I need noise, and chatter and people. It gives me energy.”
must need a break, occasionally?” he asked. He was looking at her like she was
some bizarre software glitch – one that if he stared at long enough would offer
up a solution.
said. “I like to keep myself busy. Most nights I’ve got something on – salsa
dancing, pilates, any classes I feel like taking - or just catching up with
friends. Cocktails. Dancing, that kind of thing.”
and leaned back against the railing, studying her.
new. You used to say you were happiest in your own company. Or, with…”
course – he’d left.
laughed, but it sounded about as artificial as it was. “Ah, the words of a girl
not invited to any parties, and with no money to go shopping or to riding
“Really?” he said, the word a little hollow. A
beat later she realised exactly what he was thinking.
“Oh! I don’t mean I didn’t like hanging out
with you. You were my best friend.” It felt bizarre to say something like that,
something so juvenile, to the tall, dark and devastatingly handsome man before
her. But it had been true. He’d been her best friend, her only friend. “But,
you know, I also kind of wondered what it would be like to be one of the
popular girls.” She held her hands up in a helpless gesture. “What can I say. I
guess it’s kind of natural to want what you can’t have?”
It was a
cliché – a nothing, thoughtless sentence – and yet it was as if they both
temporarily stopped breathing.
they both wanted suddenly made the air between them
impossibly thick with delicious, unignorable tension.
“What did you want, Ella?”
wasn’t fair. He knew. She’d told him – a very long time ago.
still had the power to make every last remnant of awkward, shy Eleanor want to
cringe, then run away and hide.
you want, Ella?”
So what's the book about? She dreamed
of being a girl less ordinary…
worked hard to transform herself from the sad, lonely girl she once was.
Switching braces for a breathtaking smile, dowdy clothes for fabulous dresses,
and heartbreak for flirty, fun-only dates, she’s now Ella! But one man can see
through her glamour-plating to the real woman beneath.
private billionaire Jake Donner has never forgotten Ella, and he’s shocked to
see how she’s changed. Sparks begin to fly as old memories haunt Ella and Jake
– for the innocent attraction they’d once resisted is all grown up and won’t be
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