Theyâre a teamâ¦not a couple!
Falling for Liam was unthinkable. He and Gabi had been best friends since college, nothing more. And crucially, now Liam was her client and needed her to be focused on his case. Gabi could never risk their friendshipâor Liamâs freedomâover these feelings. They could never be a couple, anyway. He was Liam Connelly, the handsome and privileged son of a billionaire. She was Gabrielle Miller, the girl whoâd fought her way out of poverty and put herself through law school. They were unlikely friends to begin with. Anything more was impossible. Unlessâ¦he felt it, too.
She had no place to run.
She never had. She was who she was. A woman who cared deeply. Who was loyal to death. Whoâd been in love with a man for more than ten years and had never let herself admit it.
The thought of Liam actually going to jail was almost more than she could bear. Living without his kisses was something she could endure. But a world without Liam at all?
Her reaction to the reality that had hit her at the FBI office the day before had finally opened her eyes to the truth.
She couldnât stop herself from being in love with Liam Connelly.
Dear Reader,
Welcome to The Historic Arapahoe! And to my first original title in Mills & Boon Heartwarming series! I am very happy to be joining the Heartwarming family and look forward to many more stories of the heart to come.
And Iâm still ttq all the way. Bringing you stories that are emotionally intense, psychological looks at life. An editor once said, a long time ago, that when you read ttq books, you live the life. My hope is that when you read my books, you get something to take with you in your life. Even if itâs just a smile. A renewed memory. The hope of happily-ever-after in the real world.
On the surface, Once Upon a Friendship was kind of ordinary when I started writing. Three friends who buy an old apartment building together to keep the senior citizens who live there from being kicked out onto the street. But in the first chapter a Ponzi scheme appeared. And one of the friends could be involved. His father is arrested. I wanted to stop it all from happening. After all, this was my sweet apartment-building book. But as Iâve come to accept over the years, the book wasnât really mine. The story belongs to Liam and Gabi and Marie. And the things that happened to them are not mine to change.
They belong to you now.
All the best,
The author of more than seventy novels, TARA TAYLOR QUINN is a USA TODAY bestselling author with over seven million copies sold. She is known for delivering emotional and psychologically astute novels of suspense and romance. Tara is the past president of Romance Writers of America and served eight years on that board of directors. She has appeared on national and local TV across the country, including CBS Sunday Morning, and is a frequent guest speaker. In her spare time Tara likes to travel and enjoys crafting and in-line skating. She is a supporter of the National Domestic Violence Hotline. If you or someone you know might be a victim of domestic violence in the United States, please contact 1-800-799-7233.
For Rachel, whose life introduced me
to Boulder, Colorado. I thought of you, of walking with you on campus, as I wrote this book.
PROLOGUE
Nine years ago
Junior year, University of Colorado, Boulder
WITH A WAD OF money in his pocket and a couple of beers in his system, business and journalism major Liam Connelly had to thank the old man for having taken away his every mode of personal transportation back in freshman year. While the deprivation had only lasted nine monthsâand had been lifted two years agoâheâd never have discovered the beauty of a long walk at night if he hadnât been without a car. Walking took longer, but the cool Colorado spring air cleared his head.
Yeah, the old man had done him a huge favor back then when heâd come storming up to his dorm room, pissed because Liam had moved into the dorm instead of the upscale apartment, complete with doorman, that his father had chosen for him off campus. As Liam had suspected, heâd later had confirmation that his father had prepaid the doorman to keep an eye on Liamâs comings and goings and submit weekly written reports.
The brutal match of wills that had taken place two years before hadnât been pretty. The old man had demandedânot kindly or softly, eitherâthat Liam leave with him immediately. That night had been the first time Liam had openly stood his ground with his father. Face-to-face, instead of in the quietly rebellious ways heâd managed prior to thatâsuch as deliberately answering questions wrong on his college entrance exams so that he didnât score high enough to be shipped off to Harvard.