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In one stolen moment, a man bared his soul. He saw the world in grey. She gave him back his colour. Grief has a way of unhinging a man and Aiden’s life was wildly out of balance. Days passed in a blur, nights were for insomnia, the cat moved out. The world lost its colour and living was all too hard, until a kid with a talent for theft pick-pocketed Aiden’s despair and replaced it with hope. Hope meant remembering to eat and contacting old friends, it meant exercise, being a big brother and starting a new job. It meant being in the right place at the right time to save someone’s life and having that life reanimate yours. But it couldn’t ever mean replacing his wife. So why was Aiden drawn to the sparkle in Bailey’s bright eyes, the slight hitch in her step from the limp she tried to hide and the intelligence she brought to their work? And what was it about Aiden that seemed familiar to Bailey? They’d never met before, and seriously the man was a right pain with his cutting wit and his too quick temper. He was just another bloke who’d expect her to make him look good at work. It’d be easier to ignore him if he wasn’t handsome, if she didn’t like the way his brain ticked, and if he didn’t look like someone had stolen his soul. It was impossible when that someone turned out to be her. Read More