Rian Beckett. I’ve thought about the night we met a million times since. In the beginning, I brushed it off as a harmless flirtation, but that sizzling attraction between us hasn’t faded over the years. No, it’s got gradually stronger with every agonising minute we’re together. We’ve spent holidays skiing with Ivy and Caelon and the other Becketts. Birthdays. Christmases.
