Pete Wicks and Maura Higgins shared a kiss at this year’s glamorous Pride of Britain event. The Mirror looks back at their flirty past, which includes cozy lunches and moments where they shared “intense” looks.
After months of rumors, Pete Wicks and Maura Higgins confirmed their relationship with a kiss, even though Pete had said earlier that night he was “single.” According to The Mirror, the two were seen kissing and getting close at the Pride of Britain afterparty at the Red Bar in London’s Grosvenor House Hotel.
This news probably won’t shock fans, as there have been rumors about Pete and Maura for a while. Meanwhile, Pete, 35, has also faced a lot of attention over his friendship with his Strictly Come Dancing partner, Jowita Przystal, because their strong chemistry made fans wonder if there was more going on. The Mirror looks back at Pete and Maura’s flirty history and their playful moments together.
Close Conversation
This isn’t the first time Pete and Maura seemed close at the Pride of Britain Awards. At the 2023 event, they were seen having a deep conversation and sharing looks that hinted at something more than just friendship.
Maura broke up with her Hollywood stuntman boyfriend, Bobby Holland Hanton, in March, and Pete, known for his playboy image, has been single for a while. Though he has a reputation as a womanizer, Pete has spoken openly about wanting to settle down. In a recent interview with The Times, he said, “I’m nearly 36. I want to get married and have kids. I’ve had many great opportunities, but what’s the point if I can’t share them with someone?” He also admitted that he’s not ready for a serious relationship yet because he’s still figuring himself out.
Maura has been a strong supporter of Pete. In September, she cheered him on when he released his memoir Never Enough: My Words Unfiltered by posting “Proud of you” on her Instagram story.
The two have also been seen having fun trying out dance moves on TikTok, with Maura getting into the spirit as Pete continues on Strictly Come Dancing.
Lunch Kiss
In August, Pete and Maura were spotted enjoying a cozy outdoor lunch at the Broadwick Soho Hotel. Even though it was a public place, they didn’t hold back when it came to kissing. Pete reportedly arrived about an hour after Maura, who was with friends. An eyewitness told The Sun that after sitting for a while, Maura leaned in for a long, passionate kiss with Pete, which was more than just a friendly peck. The source added that they could barely take their eyes off each other, with Pete keeping his arm around Maura all evening. They looked very much in love and weren’t trying to hide it.
Intense Looks
After photos of them in Soho went public, body language expert Judi James commented that they seemed “equally smitten” with each other, which is rare for celebrities. She told The Mirror that when famous reality stars like Maura and Pete start a relationship, it often looks one-sided or staged, where one person seems more interested than the other. But in their case, Judi noted that their eye contact and gazes at each other looked balanced and intense. This kind of connection is unusual for reality stars, as one usually looks captivated while the other might be distracted by cameras.
Making Light of Rumors
They also seem to be having fun with the rumors about their relationship.
Maura responded to the gossip with some playful humor by wearing a t-shirt featuring the photo that got everyone talking, along with the slogan “We can’t be friends.”
She wore the shirt while supporting Pete and his friend Sam Thompson during their live podcast recording at Hammersmith Apollo. Maura shared a picture of herself in the shirt on her Instagram Story and wrote, “Hilarious night… You smashed it!”
Podcast probe
Pete recently chatted with Olivia Attwood, a former star from TOWIE, on her podcast So Wrong It’s Right, where she asked him about his relationship with Maura. Olivia, 33, didn’t hold back and directly asked, “Your dating life. Maura Higgins?” Pete responded, “Me and Maura have known each other for a long time.”
Olivia kept pushing, saying, “You’ve had a kiss; we’ve seen it!” Pete replied, “No, you haven’t seen it.” Olivia wasn’t letting him off the hook, adding, “We’ve seen a picture of it.” She then asked, “Are you and your dance partner romantically involved?”
Pete burst out laughing and exclaimed, “My God!” Olivia said, “You don’t get awards by not asking the questions!” Instead of answering, Pete joked, “One of the biggest problems is my b******.” He added, “I have to wear Spanx… otherwise, Shirley will end up with a couple of black eyes!”
After party kiss
Even though Pete and Maura haven’t talked much about their clear chemistry, people at the Pride of Britain Awards noticed their feelings for each other. Maura was seen giving Pete a sweet kiss on the nose, followed by a kiss on the lips.
An attendee told The Mirror that they overheard Pete talking about being single at the afterparty, despite their affectionate behavior. The guest said, “Pete did seem cozy with Maura at times, but he wasn’t shy about telling people he was single. He proudly declared he was single on the red carpet during interviews and even joked about not being in a relationship at the bar after the awards.”
My Wedding Night Was Ruined by an Old Photo I Found in My Husband’s Room
My wedding night should have been the happiest moment of my life, but it turned into a nightmare when I saw an old photo in my husband’s childhood room. The man smiling in the picture wasn’t a stranger.
The day had been magical. The lace of my wedding dress still felt soft against my skin, and my cheeks hurt from smiling all day. Tyler and I had promised forever, with our families and friends cheering us on. It felt like a fairytale.
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Now, the guests were gone, and the house was quiet. Tyler’s parents’ big country home was warm and inviting, with the scent of flowers and candles lingering in the air.
I stood in his childhood room, waiting for him to finish showering. The day had been perfect, and I couldn’t believe I was finally his wife.
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I wandered around the room, taking in the pieces of his life before me. The soccer trophies, the books, and especially the family photos. They made me feel connected to his story.
That’s when I saw it.
It was a small photo on the table near his bed. I wasn’t planning to pick it up, but something about it caught my eye.
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The man in the photo had big glasses, suspenders, and a kind smile. His hand rested on the shoulder of a young boy who must’ve been Tyler. My heart skipped a beat, and I felt the blood drain from my face.
I leaned closer, staring at the older man’s face. My fingers trembled as I picked up the frame. It couldn’t be.
It was him.
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My pulse raced as memories I’d buried for years came rushing back. The man’s face was burned into my memory. It didn’t make sense. Why would his photo be here, in Tyler’s room?
I clutched the photo, my hands shaking. My chest felt tight, and my breath came in short gasps. I needed answers, and I needed them now.
Without thinking, I stormed into the bathroom. “Tyler!” I shouted, my voice shaking.
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Tyler yelped in surprise. “Babe, what the—can I get some privacy here?”
“Who is this?!” I shoved the photo toward him. My hands were trembling, and I could barely keep the tears from spilling over.
He frowned, looking confused. “What’s going on? That’s my grandpa. Grandpa Terry. Why are you freaking out?”
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I couldn’t breathe. The room felt like it was spinning. “Tyler, this man—this man—” My voice cracked. I felt like a child again, standing on the sidewalk, watching the crash.
“What?” Tyler stepped closer, concern etched on his face. “What are you talking about?”
I could barely get the words out. “This man killed my brother.” Tears streamed down my face as the memories hit me all at once.
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“I was a kid. My brother used to take me for rides in his car. One day, there was an accident. A car hit us, hard. I was waiting on the sidewalk, but I saw everything.”
We stood there, staring at each other, both of us shaken to the core. Neither of us knew what to say next.
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Tyler sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, running his hands through his damp hair. He looked at the photo, then back at me. His face was pale, his voice trembling. “I… I don’t know how to tell you this.”
“Just say it,” I whispered, my arms crossed tightly over my chest. My heart was pounding, my stomach twisted in knots.
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Tyler exhaled shakily. “Grandpa Terry… he told us about an accident. Years ago. I didn’t know the details. He only talked about it once, when I was a kid.”
I stared at him, barely able to breathe. “What did he say?”
“He said he was in a crash. He panicked and left the scene. He confessed to the police a few days later. He told them everything. The court said it was both his and the other driver’s fault. He went to prison for six years.”
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I blinked, stunned. “Prison?”
Tyler nodded, his voice breaking. “When he got out, he swore he’d spend the rest of his life trying to be a better man. He’s been the heart of our family ever since. He’s… he’s not the man you remember from that day.”
My hands clenched into fists. “He left my brother there, Tyler. He didn’t even try to help him!”
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Tyler’s voice cracked. “I know. I know, and he’s never forgiven himself for it. He carries it every single day. But he’s also the man who raised my mom, who taught me to be kind, who welcomed you into this family with open arms.”
I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. “That doesn’t erase what he did.”
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“No, it doesn’t,” Tyler admitted. “But he’s spent his life trying to make up for it. He’s not perfect, but he’s not a monster either.”
I turned away from Tyler, my chest heaving as I tried to make sense of it all. My mind raced, dragging me back to that awful day.
It was loud—metal crunching, glass shattering. I turned to see his car, smashed on the driver’s side. My brother wasn’t moving. I froze, unable to scream or run.
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And then I saw him. The other driver. He got out, looked around, and then… he just left. He didn’t check on my brother. He didn’t call for help. He just drove away.
My throat tightened as the memory faded. I looked back at Tyler, my voice shaking. “I was a kid, Tyler. I watched my brother die. And your grandfather—he didn’t care. He just left him there.”
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Tyler’s face crumpled. “He cared, Claire. He just… he made the worst decision of his life that day. And he’s been trying to make it right ever since.”
I didn’t know what to say. My anger burned hot, but there was something else too—confusion, exhaustion, maybe even guilt.
“I don’t know if I can forgive him,” I said quietly.
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Tyler looked at me, his eyes filled with pain. “I don’t expect you to. But, Claire, I need you to know… he’s not that man anymore. And I love you. I don’t want this to come between us.”
I swallowed hard, my emotions swirling. “I need time.”
I needed clarity. My hands trembled as I dialed my mom’s number, tears streaking my face. She answered after the second ring.
“Claire? Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
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“Mom,” I choked out, “did you know? About the man who caused the accident—Tyler’s grandfather?”
There was a long pause. “Claire,” she began softly, “we didn’t tell you. You’d already been through so much.”
I pressed the phone harder to my ear, the lump in my throat making it hard to speak. “Mom, I don’t understand. How could you hide something like this from me? All these years, you never thought I had a right to know?”
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My mom sighed deeply. “Claire, we were trying to protect you. After your brother’s death, you were devastated. You stopped talking for weeks, barely ate. Telling you everything wouldn’t have helped you heal—it would’ve made things worse.”
“But you let me believe he just got away with it!” I said, my voice rising. “I lived with this idea that he never paid for what he did.”
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“Sweetheart,” she said gently, “he didn’t get away with it. He went to prison. The court ruled it wasn’t entirely his fault. Your brother was speeding, Claire. Both of them made mistakes that day.”
Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. “Why didn’t you tell me that either?”
“You were just a child,” she said softly. “You adored your brother, and we didn’t want to tarnish his memory for you. We thought we were doing what was best.”
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I bit my lip, trying to hold back tears. “I met him today, Mom. Grandpa Terry. He looked me in the eye and wished me a happy life, and I had no idea. How could you let me walk into that?”
“I didn’t know he’d be there,” she admitted. “If I had, I would’ve told you. But Claire… maybe this is a chance to heal, for all of us.”
Her words lingered in the air, heavy and bittersweet. “You think I should forgive him?”
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“I think that’s something only you can decide,” she said. “But don’t let this ruin your happiness, Claire. Tyler loves you, and you deserve a fresh start.”
I felt my anger soften into sadness. My parents hadn’t meant to hurt me. They’d been trying to protect me.
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I sat in silence after the call, thinking about the day’s events. Grandpa Terry had greeted me warmly at the wedding, his eyes kind, his hands steady as he wished me and Tyler a happy life together.
I thought about Tyler too—how honest and compassionate he’d been, even when my anger lashed out at him.
Grandpa Terry had made a terrible mistake, but he’d also faced the consequences. He’d served his time and lived with remorse.
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I took a deep breath. I loved Tyler, and his family was my family now.
When Tyler came into the room, I took his hand. “I’m still hurt, but I want to move forward. With you. With your family.”
He pulled me into his arms, relief washing over his face. Together, we chose healing over pain.
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