Book description
'I wish I could get a seat on the tube… I hadn't eaten that entire
bag of Maltesers… I could meet a man whose hobbies include washing
up and monogamy…'
Heather Hamilton is always wishing for things. Not just big stuff -
like world peace or for a date with Brad Pitt - but little, everyday
wishes, made without thinking. With her luck, she knows they'll never
come true…
Until one day she buys some heather from a gypsy. Suddenly the bad
hair days stop; a handsome American answers her ad for a housemate;
and she starts seeing James - The Perfect Man who sends her flowers,
excels in the bedroom, and isn't afraid to say 'I love you'…
But are these wishes-come-true a blessing or a curse? And is there
such a thing as too much foreplay?
