Although he's nervous on his wedding day, Pat is taking all the stresses and mishaps in stride until his mother announces that Nicky -- his first boyfriend -- is at the door. Unexpectedly.<br><br>While his mum and sisters fuss around with family crises and preparations, Pat lets his mind wander, remembering how he met Nicky, their growing friendship, and the closeness and love that led to so much more. The fun and sexy passion they shared ... and the painful fights.<br><br>But why is Nicky here, at the house? And why is Pat so worried about it? As he goes downstairs to face Nicky, his family waits with bated breath to find out whether there's another disaster looming ... or whether Pat and Nicky's story is something far more romantic.

The Right Choice

Nicky never spoke about the man at the bar, or even if they ended up together that night. I certainly didn’t ask. Maybe it had just been for a dance, for fun. A passing moment of flirtation. Nicky was entitled to that, wasn’t he?


The pain in my heart tightened from that day on. I could deny it all I wanted, but I couldn’t ignore the reaction I’d had to Nicky’s dancing, the anguished joy at his unrestrained smile, the sudden, astonishing lust I’d felt for him. And oh God, the dreadful jealousy I’d felt at another man touching him.


I didn’t know what I was going to do about it.


Or, maybe I did. But I was too scared to face it.


Mum has bustled back downstairs to talk to the caterers. They’ve apparently thrown the offer of a prawn and pasta dish into the mix as compensation for the salmon mousse.


Mandy’s still standing here, clutching the bucket and towel like some kind of talisman she’s afraid to surrender.


Chapter 7