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previous trip to Europe and Simones honeymoon the two friends were lucky to have spent a month together over the past year. From Uxbridge Beach Christina called the motel only to discover that they were not able to hold the room for the architect. Rather than messing around and ringing other motels Christina decided to just put him up in her spare room for the night. But to do that she would need to head home pretty soon and put fresh linen on the bed. Simone and Connor only had a one-bedroom apartment so their place was definitely out – even for one night. Besides, Simone told Christina the architect was very tall so she knew a night on the Blakely couch after 40-plus hours of flying wouldnt exactly be conducive to good French-Kiwi relations. Fabrice was tall too. Christina continued to sit for a moment before deciding the warm sand between her toes was too good to give up just yet. In just a moment she would stop dreaming about Fabrice Le Gall and be able to get up and get ready for her friends. Yeah, right! A few hours later Christina was at Simone and Connors apartment. She was airing it out as she had done most days while they had been away and was just putting away the groceries she had bought so they didnt need to shop while they still had jet-lag. She sat at their dining room table to arrange the fresh flowers she got for them. It would be good to have her friends back! Five minutes later Christina was back at her own apartment and getting her spare bedroom ready for the architect. If Fabrice wasnt so deeply entrenched in her heart she would have perhaps had the presence of mind to weigh up the coincidences of the pending arrival of this tall Breton Frenchman from the village of Locronan. But Fabrices hold on her was far too intense to allow the contemplation of things other than him. For a woman who had the intelligence that Christina possessed it was sometimes surprising to learn that there were times when she was decidedly unintelligent. Her destiny was coming for her and it had no intention of calling ahead. CHAPTER EIGHT As Fabrice and his friends bordered their final flight on their last leg home he spoke very little. They were all exhausted and more than a little impatient to be free of this constant hopping off and on planes. They had just lifted off from Sydney. The Tasman was beneath them and Auckland was now only two hours away. During their time together over the previous month they had traveled through France and Italy to purchase glass, marble tiles and furniture for the Blakelys beach side home. These purchases were shipped home from Paris by Fabrice the day before they flew out. He and the Blakelys would beat the shipment back to Auckland by about a month. As always, when a passion of Fabrices is taking hold, namely the project


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